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He's but the silent Joker in the pack,
and for what, if anything, does he lack.
he's dealt his cards
and yet the life he leads,
barely lets him succeed.
With nothing in the black,
he's hardly ready to sing a track.
the hand now dealt
can no longer raise the trumps,
he may as well take the jumps.
But yet he may have luck's knack,
a door once open -
just a crack.
mayhaps another chance is due
but yet the life he leads,
is barely making him succeed.
He's but the Joker in the pack,
always on track;
sometimes his back.....
discarded always
at start of play,
that way,
never in the way.
Life's just a poker game
of chance
of bluff
of deep refrain;
play that hand again
he's just the Joker in the pack .....
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