Bad Luck Rap
Luck I haven't but skills I do.
If you play my game I'll bury you.
Using my head and not my heart,
I control the game from the start.
I use my mind to chart a course
so, rest assured, you can bet on this horse.
I play to win, never to place;
Determination, that's my ace.
Whether it's cards, checkers or life,
I go for the kill, cut like a knife.
I'm not a poor loser, just a better winner
so, stand aside before your wallet gets thinner.
Never waste money on a game of chance:
a fool's wager in any circumstance.
I don't spend my hard-earned cash
on fools like you, just talking trash.
So, throw those dice or spin that wheel
or scratch that ticket; How does it feel?
Once again you're taken for a ride;
Luck enticed you, then let you slide.
Luck is a con man.
I'm not a big fan.
He'll take all you got
when you think you're hot.
If I bet, then you can bet too
that luck's not around to take his due.
Any luck I've ever had,
It's all been bad.
March 3, 2018
Copyright © Jan Terry | Year Posted 2018
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