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I wish Santa would fulfill Christmas requests. Not only would I win a race every once in a while (sorry for the whining, but I'm 0/8 of my last races, and that includes some 60/40 matchups when I had the advantage), but some good things would happen to the poker world and my own game.

Here's a version of the "12 days of Christmas" I'm humming around the house - just not loud enough for my toddler to repeat it back to me.

On the first day of Christmas my true love gave to me:
A suckout in a pear tree - They are so rare in my game because I get my money in ahead too many times. But I do love my suckouts when they happen, especially because they happen to me way too seldom.

On the second day of Christmas my true love gave to me:
Two turns I love - They're rare, too, so I enjoy then when they come on fourth street.
(Do I really need to repeat the lyrics over and over? You get the idea don't you?)

On the third day of Christmas my true love gave to me:
Three French hens - We'll start with Isabelle Mercier and go from there.

On the fourth day of Christmas my true love gave to me:
Four calling stations - My favorite kind of player.

On the fifth day of Christmas my true love gave to me:
Five golden zings - For all the trash talkers at the table, and I keep running into them.

On the sixth day of Christmas my true love gave to me:
Six fleece a wearin' - Hey, it's cold here in Colorado. Almost as cold as it is in those casinos.

On the seventh day of Christmas my true love gave to me:
Seven fish a swimmin' - A table full of fish makes me drool. Unfortunately I haven't seen many in a while. Does that make me the fish?

On the eighth day of Christmas my true love gave to me:
Eight hands worth milkin' - I love to slow play my big hands. I play tight, sometimes that's the only way I get value out of them. I don't think there's any more joy at the poker table then checking and having someone bet into your big hand.

On the ninth day of Christmas my true love gave to me:
Nine queens a holdin' up - Q-Q is my nemesis. I can't seem to win with it, and I lose to it a lot. The opposite is true for J-J, strangely enough. So I want a pair of queens that holds up for me.

On the tenth day of Christmas my true love gave to me:
Ten laws a repealin' - Actually, the only one that needs to be banished is the Unlawful Internet Gambling Enforcement Act of 2006. This is a bad law that may wind up costing the country billions. I want some politicians who understand just how stupid this law really is and how much money it could cost the country, not only from countries suing us for their lost business but in the money we're throwing away by not making it legal and taxing it.

On the eleventh day of Christmas my true love gave to me:
Eleven pipers piping - That includes me and you to spread the word, especially to your local representative, on the stupidity of the law.

On the twelfth day of Christmas my true love gave to me:
Twelve drummers drumming - The only way to make that happen is to drum up the support we need.