Hustled

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Other  |  House: Booksie Classic

This is a fictional poem.

I've always been excellent at playing pool.
But I got in a situation that made me look like a fool.
Last month a guy challenged me to play some games.
We bet money and what happened was a damn shame.
He lost the first three games and that drove up the bets.
When he was finished with me, I was in serious debt.
I wound up owing that man two thousand dollars.
I refused to pay, I even screamed and hollered.
But then he introduced me to his two large goons.
I decided to pay the man and I decided very soon.
I knew they could hurt me because they have huge muscles.
I'll never bet on pool games again, I don't like being hustled.


Submitted: November 21, 2014

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Casper Lasha Freed

A much needed laugh put into a short structure!

Fri, November 21st, 2014 5:04pm

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