You Butt - the song (From the Poker Player's Operatic Libretto)

Some Saturdays when the boys came to visit they would play "poker;" 3's, 9's, jokers wild, extra card on any 4.

The games could get intense, but only in the way that kittens play intensely; all for fun - a little stretching of the growling muscles and tossing of the insults.

I sang this a Capella the week after this conversation occurred and got a STANDING OVATION.  Higher praise from 10-12 year old boys gets no man greater than this.

If I can play to THAT crowd, I can play to any.