The Presidents' Poker School

grange_m

I sit here waiting for the time to come
I have my whiskey and I'll have my fun
Trouble is coming on the morning tide
With Big Jimmy and Gerald hitching a ride
They come with many or sometimes a few
Ronny is the man Who doesn't have a clue
But then there's Ike who's white as a ghost
With his pointed chin and his blanked out pose
Then there's Bill who loves a smoke
And makes his fun out of simple folk
Dicky the master of tricks joins the show
With his side kick John who can be very slow
The George brothers next who like a drink
And make their money out of being slinked
Lyndon arrives with his persuasive wife
Who always ends up in trouble and strife
Finally comes Baraka who I like the most
He chews tobacco like he's eating toast
Then there's me the gambling ghost
My name is Franklin your ultimate host

  • Author: grange_m (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 24th, 2015 15:40
  • Comment from author about the poem: Just a bit of fun
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