Cup

Don't make me taste swallowed pride
Smile upon me with fortunes favor
Or let me be patient  in my mind
Lifes little moment is meant to savor
Closer now to the prize at last
The calls all in the cards lay up
Ever fitting is the full cast
Come forth lads and drink from my cup

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Hi folks, I'm a software development manager. I've worked with computers most of my life. I write a poem a day about whatever strikes my fancy. I hope they make you smile.