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You lived like a bunch of fat cats for over twenty years. Recently, events have had you shedding some tears. You were once high-flying, but your feet are on the ground. On the East Coast, you are not the only place around. Casino hotels in many other states can be found. You guys have experienced significant drops in revenues. At last, reality of the situation has you paying dues. Other clip joints can be found everywhere, especially in neighboring Pennsylvania and Delaware. Fierce competition is now something to reckon and realize. Collectively, you boys have had to advertise.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 7/9/2012 12:05:00 PM
Hey Bob - I remember being pushed in one of the stupid wicker baskets on the boardwalk or at least seeing them. Things change and burn and crash. love, Kathy
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Date: 7/9/2012 10:18:00 AM
Knocked down from their high perches....without a ladder lol Enjoyed reading this poem...so much truth here.
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Date: 7/5/2012 2:21:00 PM
The chips are down everywhere. Even the "fat cats" are feeling it. Love that term! :) Great write.
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Date: 7/5/2012 4:19:00 AM
I suppose everyone is being affected by all this but I hadn't even thought of casinos - very interesting write, Robert
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Date: 7/4/2012 8:48:00 PM
You DO love your gambling poetry. Gosh, you know things are bad when these guys are losing money too!!
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Date: 7/4/2012 5:52:00 AM
Interesting work..So even the casinos are being hit by the spiraling economy...Thanks for stopping by..Sara
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Date: 7/3/2012 9:36:00 PM
Nice. Keep writing.
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