Coins became diamonds,
Swords became spades,
Hearts came from cups,
and clubs were staves.
Our suits disarrayed
in fortune’s spell -
it’s out of our hands
and fate’s as well,
since we’ve gone all in.
All or nothing, or both!
Our bluffs always tell.
Just lucky, almost.
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