By chance my cards are looking good
Calm down I tell myself
Within I'm quivering deep
inside
A wheeling deal I'm tasting wealth
Sitting lonely with my
madcap on
Pretend to make a careless bid
A form of mettle test detection
To hit the weaker nerve well hid
Holding back feign hesitation
Then up the ante with aplomb
Should they stack or see the hand I have
A poor response may cost a bomb
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