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Very significant. The metaphor wins the game. In the game of life does not win the one that screams the most, but the one that has the best weapons to face the attacks of this one. Likewise, in any reality that is lived.
Wonderful job, Pryde!

The game never caught my attention. I never tried it if I have good luck.

Hi, @prydefoltz :D I really liked tis piece. Here's my comment on your post:

This made me laugh:
"make sure the crescendo
of your cha-ching
overwhelms the cut
of your bustle"
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It's wise advice, but we know gamblers are sick with greed and luck.
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Besides its clever irony, I loved the rhythm helped by the layout in this piece, too. It allowed me to make little pauses to picture the gestures of the speaker.
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This poem of a game speaks the truth of life.
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Loved it, @prydefoltz :D

Coming back to upvote :p

A haute couture poem, @prydefoltz. The card game as a metaphor for that other game full of "thoughtless ninnies" that is life. And certainly, the blindest of us who turn mad to seek the favors of Goddess Fortune are the ones disguised in a "faux-grace and knave-like masculinity" who are about to kick the table to ending out the game forever.