Bridge

Shuffle my cardboard selves

with the gay, worn, and dirty backs.

My emblems caper through your fingers.

Do not drop me; but cut me, deal me,

let the combinations form

whether my Here or Heaven be at stake.

Arrange me, masterhand; fan out my forces;

take pleasure in my patterns.

Play me well; I’d lose no trick for you.

Sweep me together surely at the end,

all suits complete, one deck,

winner take all! Take all!