using this tiny deck
my cat could play euchre
with Gus Gus
in Cinderella’s castle kitchen,
toke every time they draw an ace,
or deuce
when it’s wild,
split an order of sushi,
dream of hot tubs at Christmas,
grow fat, and
laugh as the stepsisters
cut their toes off
and the prince whisks
the princess off to do
whatever princes and princesses
these days
when dictators joke
and the world
slaps its knee