Double Down Poem


I wish I knew when to fold.

The cards keep coming and show no signs of stopping.

I may feel confident in my abilities.

Ready to handle another hit.

So I do what I do best.

I double down.

***

Maybe the situation is not going so well.

I should probably be cautious about my actions.

Maybe not go all in, so I try to abstain.

But the situation has other plans.

The dealer no longer seems to be listening to me.

I double down.

***

I tire of this game.

The cards are all beginning to look the same.

Never seem to make a difference anyway.

I know the dealer has not been listening to me for awhile.

So I take the only move available to me.

I double down.


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