St. Patrick’s Day Drama (a 100 word story)

I found a pot of gold, but then the damn leprechaun mobsters began kicking my knees.  No one tells you about that.  Find the end of the rainbow they say, but no tells you to bring a Glock!  I never stood a chance.

Now I have an empty cast iron pot that smells like cow manure and a single gold coin I managed to hide.  Too bad it won’t pay for the emergency room visit for my bloody broken knees.

Happy St. Patrick’s Day everyone!  That is everyone except those damned leprechauns.  They can go where the damn snakes went!

 

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Cards (an acrostic poem)

Chips were tossed into the pot as the round was dealt

Amber looked at her hand and a pair of kings stared back

Reaching for her chips, she tossed in her raise

Dudes wouldn’t know what hit them since she had bluffed the last two hands

She was surprised when everyone immediately folded

 

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