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“The Night Before Christmas” (gambling-style)

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’Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring not even a mouse;
Some patrons were hung-over by the bar with no care
In hopes that their courage would remember why they were there,

The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While the adults went out gambling, winnings danced in their heads.
And mamma in her jewelry and Dad in his smoker
Had just settled down for a long night of poker,

When deep from the casino there arose such a clatter.
I sprang from my chair to see what was the matter.
Away to the roulette wheel I did flash,
Pushed back the crowd and squeezed through the mass.

The marker on the edge of the red corner showed
Gave the player a glimpse of the numbers in that row.
When what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a short little dealer and eight more in the rear.

With a little old lady, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be a trick.
More rapid than eagles she braced for her game,
And she whistled, and shouted and called her numbers as they came;

"Now, six! now, eight! now nine and eleven!
On, sixteen! on twenty! on thirty and seven!
To the top of the red row! Every number was her call.
Now dash away! dash away! She won them all!"

As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle mount to the sky.
So up to the table top the chips how they grew,
With the rack full of red ones and green ones and blue.

And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the slots
The ringing and chiming of coins, quite a lot.
As I drew in my hand, and was turning around,
Down the aisle I could see more gamblers abound.

One dressed all in fur from his head to his ankle,
And his hands were all calloused from pulling the handle;
A bundle of tokens he flung in his cup,
And he looked like a winner. We all gave him "thumbs-up".

His eyes--how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow;

The stump of a credit card he held tight in his teeth.
And the new friends he was making encircled him like a wreath;
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook, when he laughed like a bowlful of jelly.

He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf;
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself.
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know he was thousands ahead.

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the casino cups, then turned with a jerk.
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod to the cashier he rose,

He sprang to the exit to the valet gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like men chased with a pistol.
But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,

Get fresh Christmas trees here and be sure to enjoy your Christmas.
This Christmas gambling story courtesy of: Angelfire.com/tx/roboworld/Linda.html

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