Bloodsuckers
As so many of you already know,
your hard earned money is gone in a flash.
That’s what happens at any casino.
Those bloodsuckers are just after your cash.
An occasional win leaves you aglow.
Back to those places, you will make a dash.
Once inside, see how fast you lose your dough.
It will be the same routine, a rehash.
Copyright © Robert Pettit | Year Posted 2012
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