Game of life

Nothing but a pair of deuces
All I see is face cards in their hands
They thought they had this win
But they didn't see the change in plans

I was dealt a low hand
And still came out on top
Standing on the high wire
Hoping my bubble won't pop

Play the player not the cards
My motto has been spoken
Playing poker based on the flow
Praying the pattern goes unbroken

So when you see my nemesis Satan
Be sure to send him my regards
Its not the hand you're dealt
But how you play the cards

written for a contest