The Devil meets his Nemesis.... With acknowledgement to Victor Mollo HALLOWEEN AT THE CLUB. Twas the 'Ghoulash' pairs on Walpurgis night As the stranger Walked in to the room I know it was just a trick of the light But I'd swear she arrived on a broom The dealer that night was the Devil himself The distributions and breaks were insane Standard percentage plays were left on the shelf Impossible plays happened time and again The stranger's play it was wild, it was fast Some lines that she took were obscure On any other night she would surely come last But tonight she amassed a huge score Over 80% with but one round to play And yet the win was not hers to proclaim The Hog knew on this night the extreme would hold sway So the Devil was played at his own game He'd passed a 32 count for the only plus score East-West And with points for as slam stopped in game Pushed a part score to slam with vigour and zest So they began the last hand scores the same The witch she just cackled as the Hog he sat down The cards dancing like her coven round the fire No matter what he did, she found another bid As the contract went higher and higher A wild bid to the grand on a ridiculous hand But she knew every card would be right She called up the conductor to start up the band She knew that the win was in sight The Hog he turned pale, no lead would prevail He looked ashen and put in his place No red or black card could induce her to fail So he smashed a real spade in her face..... Epitaph... If your beating the Hog with the help of the Devil Wear a helmet or you may end up dead Bad plays may score well, but you'll soon end up in Hell If a very large spade splits your head... Penguinion