Cards night is mad! It’s becoming a joke! With most of us drunk, or having a smoke. Taking the piss out of everyone there. For no other reason, except that you care. DEAD MONEY!!!… DEAD MONEY!!!…Somebody screams, While spilling their beer down the front of their jeans. “LET’S FINE HIM” she shouts; “LET’S VOTE” they declare. All because of a penny, that wasn’t quite there. Now voting’s a problem, cause nobody wins. Except for the jury! Who decide on your sins. “DON’T SHUFFLE THE PACK”, “HEY! THAT’S DODGY MONEY”. Let’s double the fine, if he thinks it’s that funny. Now some of us winge and some of us whine. But cards night is funny…. Most of the time. There are times when it’s tough and there’s nothing to cheer And you’d rather be sitting at home with a beer. But hey once a week isn’t really that bad, I’d rather play cards than stay home and be sad.
Reason for writing:
We play cards once a week and sometimes it gets very childish!
Birth sign: Taurus
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