Contradiction Of The Cards.

Contradiction is the game tonight, sweetheart.
Put your lies down on the table.
Bet your poker face; and lay your cards down.
B u l l s h i t; let me scream that out for you.

Watch your lies fly off the table,
Watch each card flip upside down.
Sweetheart, you’re terrible at playing by my rules,
Where’s your poker face now?

Sweetheart, soothe me over with your lies again.
Reshuffle the cards; wager your poker chips.
Run your delicate fingers over each card;
Darling, I see through your tricks, I haven’t had nearly enough Vodka yet.

As you're dealing the lies; dealing the cards,
Taking another poker chip from your pile,
Toss it in, ante up the stakes,
Place your bets higher baby. I’m almost ready to call you out.

Ace of spades; your favourite card,
Darling, your poker face shows through.
Your favourite lie; used all of the time,
I’m growing impatient with your feeble bets.

Stir my finger in the Vodka,
Lick my finger and toss in more of my chips,
I’m luring you in honey, and you don’t know it yet.
Too bad this isn’t chess.

Lick your lips; I can see from across the table,
Sweetheart, I know your prestigious plans.
Play with your poker chips innocently; while flashing cleavage,
Undoing the buttons of your shirt; the dealer is starting a new round.

Another hand is dealt;
I can see through your poker face.
Place your bets; ante up, I call you out.
My dear, you’ve lost tonight.

Contradiction is the game tonight, sweetheart.
Place your remaining chips on the table.
Bet your poker face; and lay your cards down.
B u l l s h i t; you’ve lost the game.

++++++++++++++++++++++++
Copyright. (C)
Christina M. Hurley.
28.07.2006

[Using metaphors?]
[Good idea, or no?]

Vote and/or comment
Please and thank you.
++++++++++++++++++++++++