My gambling hand shakes
As I rise to the stands
I never gambled before
But I can tell this is a winning hand
A full house I have for real
Filled with many charms and mighty thrills
Some may call it it out of whack
But I don't Care
"Put it all on black jack!"
No prior research to be had
just vibes and drinking trance
Lost my soul in the roulette wheel
Risky Money Shallow Dance
Cmon show me I have a chance
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Author:
hexfully (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: July 6th, 2025 16:02
- Comment from author about the poem: I lost like $500
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Comments3
A good poem but the house always wins. A poem of luck and it could be taken for a metaphor for taking a chance on a mate as well. Nicely done
Can I gather from your comment that this was a case of experiential learning and you have now walked away from the table never to return?
Neat write.
Life is a chance and sometimes we have to take gambles, but tread with care, some gambles have a higher price than you realise, nicely expressed and written
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