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Copyright 2004 Newspaper Publishing PLC
Independent on Sunday (London)

August 8, 2004, Sunday

HEADLINE: A FAMILY PLOT

BYLINE: MARTIN NEWELL

BODY:

    "Your action sir" - Now this was real

    It hadn't been a stunning deal

    I'd no idea how tense I'd feel

    As I played online poker

    My daughter used my credit card

    She'd won a fortune - and it jarred

    I knew I'd have to go in hard

    When I played online poker

    I'd joined the game just after three

    At midnight bursting for a pee

    A backdoor nut-flush? Could be me

    While I played online poker

    Hunched across computer keys

    An underdog with two and threes

    I signalled with the mouse: "Time please"

    As I played online poker

    I'd need to call before the flop

    I paid him off. This had to stop

    Sweat? I thought we'd need a mop

    While I played online poker

    Texas Hold 'em, Seven-card stud

    I'd lost it all, my name was mud

    I offered cash, they wanted blood

    When I played online poker

    I bet my shirt, I bet my house

    The car, with one click of a mouse

    Was gone - what would I tell my spouse?

    I blame this online poker.

    My daughter went back on and then

    She won the whole lot back again

    Considering she's only ten

    She knows her online poker

    Martin Newell is the

    IoS' Poet in Residence

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