Why Do I?

Why do I insist on chasing with my weak hand?
Will this be my hand, at last, or have you just
totally confused me that all reason leaves me blind?

Why do I even consider a call, or a raise?
To fold would be a grind!

Why do I feel your innocent bets are too tempting to ignore?
Would a check have made you wish you asked for more?

Why do I forget all the bad beats from before?
Awaiting the score would be a big bore.

Why do I insist on playing this hand?
If you've not read me by now, well,
maybe later you'll understand.

Despite your level and all you've been,
Just raise me... and see if I stay in.

[Joe Ruelos - November 15, 2003]