"Trump him now!" my brain commanded, when he played the Ace.
Ace just wasn't good enough; my Joker took the trick.
"Trick me once," my foe exclaimed, "but now you're out of time."
"Time to show you how it's done; you upstarts make me sick!"
"Sick of winning? Not a chance! Let's play another hand."
"Hand them over," I continued, "seems you're in a slump."
"Slump, my ass," he coldly glowered; this no-talent hack.
Hack — the word brought me full-circle, right on back to Trump.
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Author Notes
Trochaic meter, 13 syllables per line.
For anyone who may be wondering, the game is 500, which is quite similar to euchre. The Joker is the highest card in the trump suit.
Thanks for reading.
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