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Apr 2010
The game of Hearts one may play
Thinking they will win
Yet all the cards they throw down
Stand back up again

The cards they shift round and round
All about the table
Winner takes all you hear said
The players they enable

The lowest card could never win
One would have to think
So they smile and throw one down
Never even blink

This game of Hearts is not one
That makes a bit of sense
As you find what you threw down
Was your best defense

What you may think to be the least
Is worth more than the rest
The game of Hearts you will lose
As often it’s the best
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
Neva Flores Varga Smith
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Neva Flores Varga Smith  53/F/Rochester NY
(53/F/Rochester NY)   
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