Robert Pettit Poet Chastushka

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.

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Nick Bagnall February 9, 2012 at 6:25 AM Agreed, bad thing to do, unless you already have loads of money and enough self control to stop. Nice little poem.

Laura Breidenthal February 8, 2012 at 9:16 PM Never gambled, (because I'm not old enough anyway) and possibly never will. I like the topic and the verse as a whole. Quite clever. Always, Laura

Russell Sivey February 8, 2012 at 8:05 PM This is so very true! That's why I don't visit casinos or ever gamble, because I always lose! I like the advise you give here, though subtle, it's still true you will lose your dough! Awesome Work!!