Acey.Dicey,Mon.Key
AceyDIcey,Mon.Key
AceyDicey,Mon.Key
I was a gambler once
AceyDicey to the gamers
Mon.key
Seven come eleven
on the watermelon rind.
Monkey shootin dice on the
watermelon rind.
The point is Five,you faded mon.
The point is made.
i lose to you mon.Key.
the point is six,you faded mon,
Craps?I win again mon.Key
Craps again mon, it is hard to do
that twice, mon? I win.
Seven come eleven
on the watermelon rind.
Monkey shootin dice
on the watermelon rind.
Charles Robert Hice
Copyright ©2006 Charles Hice
Copyright © Charles Hice | Year Posted 2006
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