After taking a minor beating yesterday (but it was fun), hopefully I can redeem myself a tad. A couple of days ago (or so), I posted a prose poem entitled "The Gentleman Came To Play." I'd like to think of this new one as a sort of companion. Casinos are filled with all sorts of lively characters. Be it dealers, card sharps, hustlers or gamblers, this is an attempt to shed light on one of those…