David Smith Poet Burlesque

Betting On Pipe Dreams

Roll up, Roll up and place your bets,
Before the sun sets,
And you still have debts.

Which will run out first,
The water that runs through old pipes, waiting to burst,
Or the money that some say is cursed, 
That could prevent the need for a Hurst.

Roll up, roll up and place your bets,
Before the moon rises, 
Along with your debts.

Will the food chain be broken,
Or will technology have spoken, 
And self-interest be forgotten.

Roll up, roll up and place your bets,
Or if you are smarter than the rest,
In pipes and dreams you will invest.

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Leon Enriquez February 28, 2018 at 10:57 AM Dear David: Nicely done! Leon David Smith February 28, 2018 at 12:54 PM Thank you so much Leon. I wish you and your poetry well for 2018. I try to end most of my poetry in a positive vein. Your comments give me hope that I am succeeding. Best regards David in NZ