One For The Boys

I'm in the big blind

With an average stack and an aggressive image

The four seat limps right after me never a good sign

He's been beating up the table showing down strong cards all night

The maniac in the nine throws in another raise he loves to raise

Confusing foolishness for courage and swinging on the vine

I peek at my cards

And decide I'm gonna defend the four seat does the same

And we all buckle in for our favorite ride

I'm first to act and bet the pot hoping to win it right then and there

But the four seat calls and the maniac folds

And I'm out of position with a lowly pair of two's

The dealer burns and turns

It is in this half second where life becomes perfect

The mind a weapon

Tomorrow's worries and yesterdays mistakes they crumble and fall away

For now I'm on the wire

I check, the four bets

The trap snaps shut as I push my whole stack into the middle

He shakes his head to let me know

He doesn't have those dreaded pocket eights

And sighs, "I have to call"

The river comes that sexy, sexy Ace of spades

And all is well in the world

Now you wanna take a good man down?

Send him back to his wallet to steam off another five hundred

Well you just wink and show him threes up