This is a companion piece to the earlier "Not Dressed For Tea". All comments welcome.
Oklahoma Style
There's always a troll, or two
or three
under the garden bridge,
playing pinochle
or poker.
The kitten wandered in
one day, to play a round
but having no thumbs,
brought instead
her best friend's knuckle.
Only to lose the round
and this very last knuckle
of her now-knuckleless,
luckless friend.
Then in a rage,
bet her meow,
tried to draw into
an inside straight
and lost that, too.
And could not cry for help
or otherwise broadcast
her plight, when the trolls
all the trolls,
pokered and pinochled
though they were,
ate her meow and
washed it down with purr
and wiped their
loose and ragged lips
upon the kitten's fur.
Trolls always know how
to take advantage, and
they love a good meow
or two.
But even more, they
love pinochle,
Oklahoma style.
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For those of you who aren't aware, in Oklahoma and Texas pinochle is another name for thumb wrestling.
