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Lady Luck

A casino night out, more chips to buy.

Tonight she hopes the stakes are high.

So much money to be lost or made.

All down to Lady Luck, Clubs or Spade.

 

The roll of a dice, the spin of a wheel.

So much excitement in the air to feel.

But when the stress takes over the fun.

It's time the evening was over and done.

 

When the machines are refusing to pay.

I know it's hard but learn to walk away.

When your night is just not meant to be.

It's time to think of others, think of me.

 

I'm running out of the right things to say.

It's wrong putting more money your way.

I'm worried that addiction signs are there.

This I write only because I worry and care.

 

 

◄ Patience

Hillsborough Dads (a Fathers Day poem) ►

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