I sit detecting flaws
in every proposition come across,
and wait with patient smile
For someone to raise the stakes worthwhile.
Fine as well, if no one does. Sometimes the flaw
is stakes enough. And sometimes flaws
can quite deceive.
Best not to bluff I do believe.
Yet you may draw me out, monsieur.
Mais oui, madame - or mademoiselle.
It won't take much to prompt the scratch
to soothe my itching little grey cell.
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