TWENTY ONE

A Poem by: Fernando de Mello Pimentel

Winner, winner
chicken dinner.
This is but a misdemeanor.
Who's the mighty winner?

Countin' fast,
playin’ cool.
I’m the best,
you’re a fool.

Countin' chips,
makin’ money.
Sailin' ships,
love me honey.

Drinkin’ liquor,
spreadin’ rumors.
Fancy humor?
Ask Wilbur.

Beat the rest,
I’m the best.
Put to test,
time to rest.

Havin’ fun,
about to shout.
Check it out,
twenty one!

All Rights Reserved - 2008 FPimentel Poems & Publishing Co.