Love Poem: A Pretty Blackjack Dealer
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Written by: Robert Pettit

A Pretty Blackjack Dealer

Inside this casino, I think I will linger,
because I see no wedding band on her finger.
How can I talk to her while she deals blackjack?
I am trying to formulate a plan of attack.
She is one of the prettiest dealers I ever saw.
Will there be any lucky cards for me in the draw?
I would like to become acquainted with this honey.
How can I do it without losing any money?
If she can be my ten, I will be her ace.
I am just getter hotter while standing in this place.
With this single doll, I know I can win.
Here are my chips.  I want to cash in.