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Jan 18, 2010
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The Idiot Drunk
I started a game
of texas hold’em
with a greek policeman
and the town drunk
whose obese girlfriend made
constant overtures about his
bisexuality and he often touched
nerves on the inside of my thigh
as my anger rose plucked the
moment to act carefully
the drunk and I took out
the policeman with two
bluffs shot into his dark
trust that when it was the
sexually confused drunk and I
tensions were high
I took most of his chips
and he slurred and slurred
I kills you Amerishkan
I kills you taksh mesh money
in front the grumpy policeman
looked on with a shaking head
I killsh you
cards hit the table with thunder
I had two pair jacks to hustle
and I drew the drunk to me slow
till he was in on the river
jack queen five ace two
and we went all in to
reveal what was hidden
jack queen five ace two
lucky drunk had lesbian queens
engaging in orgy on the riverbed
he took in all the chips jumping
with a yell to the quiet ceiling
I fucksh you Amerikann
I fucksh you stupid Amerikann
slapping me on the back of the head
I fucksh you Amerikann
I fucksh you
I fucksh you
slap slap slap
slap slap slap
and to the policeman
slap slap slap
slap slap slap
till he sat and I raised a brow
to the policeman who stared
at the giggling drunk idiot
in between the bubbles
I fucksh you I fucksh you Amerikann
there passed between the policeman
and the innkeeper a word that aided
its understanding quick upon me
the three of us rose round the
rich drunk and grabbed him roughly
bout the arms and back kicked the
chair out from under him and slammed
him towards the heavy door
he screamed yelled and cried
ouzo tears that were nothing
before the ground when the
door was crushed upon his face
in the silence
surrounded by the city of empties
was the money the drunk had won
and the policeman took his
I took mine
the landlord took the rest for the drinks
all looked up and muttered
idiot
idiot
idiots
of texas hold’em
with a greek policeman
and the town drunk
whose obese girlfriend made
constant overtures about his
bisexuality and he often touched
nerves on the inside of my thigh
as my anger rose plucked the
moment to act carefully
the drunk and I took out
the policeman with two
bluffs shot into his dark
trust that when it was the
sexually confused drunk and I
tensions were high
I took most of his chips
and he slurred and slurred
I kills you Amerishkan
I kills you taksh mesh money
in front the grumpy policeman
looked on with a shaking head
I killsh you
cards hit the table with thunder
I had two pair jacks to hustle
and I drew the drunk to me slow
till he was in on the river
jack queen five ace two
and we went all in to
reveal what was hidden
jack queen five ace two
lucky drunk had lesbian queens
engaging in orgy on the riverbed
he took in all the chips jumping
with a yell to the quiet ceiling
I fucksh you Amerikann
I fucksh you stupid Amerikann
slapping me on the back of the head
I fucksh you Amerikann
I fucksh you
I fucksh you
slap slap slap
slap slap slap
and to the policeman
slap slap slap
slap slap slap
till he sat and I raised a brow
to the policeman who stared
at the giggling drunk idiot
in between the bubbles
I fucksh you I fucksh you Amerikann
there passed between the policeman
and the innkeeper a word that aided
its understanding quick upon me
the three of us rose round the
rich drunk and grabbed him roughly
bout the arms and back kicked the
chair out from under him and slammed
him towards the heavy door
he screamed yelled and cried
ouzo tears that were nothing
before the ground when the
door was crushed upon his face
in the silence
surrounded by the city of empties
was the money the drunk had won
and the policeman took his
I took mine
the landlord took the rest for the drinks
all looked up and muttered
idiot
idiot
idiots
— Ladderwords, Jan 18, 2010
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