![]() BlackjackA Poem by Jagged Jay![]() A metaphor of playing cards and infindelity![]() Once a royal prince you made a blackjack out of me, Your hands were rinsed, misused my chivalry, Once a Jack of hearts but was betrayed from the very start, Ordered my heart to be seared, ordered my heart to be pierced, My ruby red trait was tainted black, Now a jagged spade instead, You told me to never come back, I felt cheated, I felt shuffled, I felt as if you had played me, You rigged this courtship based off of honesty, You renigged me with my opponent, Once my suits and diamonds ran out you told me to leave, You had another partner up your sleeve, I was discarded to the bottom of your scraps, I was disregarded as the insignificant face of your pack, I was in denial, I should have held your hands tightly, I should have had you in a special spot in my pile, But I was so deep in denial, I was trumped, I was dumped by this malificent monarch, From the discard pile I witnessed the coronation of the other Jack, He is commended in red, in my favorite shade, And i endured disconsolation from vibrant hearts, not bitter black I can never win back my queen, I gambled with a tyrant and lost to adultry, Tried my hardest to keep a straightface but I am bluffing, I miss the full house And now she has a royal flush to be proud of, Replaced the former royal prince, now he is bent out of shape, a tainted spade Clubbed by cluelty, put down to the bottom of the pack No joker can make me smile, I am so bitter, I am so black © 2008 Jagged JayReviews
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3 Reviews Added on July 30, 2008 Last Updated on July 30, 2008 Author![]() Jagged JayTucson, AZAboutI am a twenty year old Tucson native. My passions are writing, psychology, linguistics, and graphology. My obsessions are Alanis Morissette, Fiona Apple, and The Doors. My new addictions include thera.. more..Writing
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