Casinos

The Devil is playing the fiddle, one arm bandit is dancing with Lady Luck
                        To the tune of Old Misery, roll the dice, whiskey is free
                                      Waltzed in rich, stumbled home broke
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Nunn Avatar
September 23, 2009 at 7:59 AM
Thanks, sorry for your loss, but that why I so not go to casions?? They are there to make money, not for us to get rich...Thanks Danny
Mchugh Avatar
September 23, 2009 at 7:21 AM
I just lost forty bucks last night at the cardroom, and stumbled home broke. Sweet poem, brother, tell it like it is!
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