The game was a loose 20/40 affair,
A barrell of fish splashing chips everywhere.
There in came a Rounder with presence of mind,
He watched a full round before posting his blind.
The first hand he looked at was two handsome Jacks.
He planned to employ them to shorten some stacks.
Though none were too anxious, the limpers were four
So, from the Big Blind he says "Go 20 more."
The four fish he'd netted did not bat an eye.
They tossed in their chips, not considering why.
The flop fit him perfect, there is no dispute,
Jack, Nine and a Five, with no two the same suit.
He opens for 20, the next guy says "Call".
Like two more behind him, refusing to fall,
The man on the button says "I'm gonna raise"
"Then take it to 60" the rounder replies.
"So cap it" the bloke in the middle seat drones,
As every man tosses his chips in and groans.
The Rounder is stymied by action so bold,
He doubts whether any of these fish will fold.
The Turn is a Deuce, it could not have been better.
They start splashing chips, getting wetter and wetter.
Bet! Raise! Raise! and Raise! Now it's 40 a shot!
The dealer is lost in the mountainous pot!
The River card pairs up the Deuce on the board,
He knows now his Jacks-Full will reap the reward.
The final bets pour in Bet! Raise! Raise! and Raise!
He hasn't seen this kind of action in days!
The betting completed, it's time to showdown.
The players all look at each other and frown.
Jack/Nine, Pocket Fives, Pocket Nines, Pocket Jacks
The man on the Button shouts "Bring me some racks!"
"I knew that you mugs were all on pairs and sets!
You're all drawing dead and still spewing out bets!
Your cards were all spent, save for one lonely Five,
But, I was on Deuces! The Deuces were LIVE!"