A Gambler In Santa Cruz

A big-time gambler in Santa Cruz
told his wife:  Hey—what’s there to lose?
But she filed for divorce
when he picked the wrong horse
Now he’s left with an old pair of shoes.

2/6/22
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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George Avatar
February 7, 2022 at 8:33 PM
So sad.... ! Usually this is the plight of gamblers ! He lost his wife and all that he earned through sweating (gambling?) Enjoyed....! (not his plight, but your limerick....)
Gorelick Avatar
February 7, 2022 at 2:48 PM
She took everything!
Wolf Avatar
February 6, 2022 at 7:54 PM
Just one question: Horse shoes? Her shoes? or Whore shoes? ~ Curiosity killed the cat...
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