Dreaming of a Jackpot
The cards are on the table
I cannot walk away
Fortune's tide will come by morning
The winds of luck will blow by morning
Don't call, don't even bother
Cause all I wanna do is play
And fortunes tide, it comes by morning
But the house will win the day
The gamblers twitch is in my sleeve
Because I'm hiding secret luck
And the wheel's spinning wildly
The dice go flailing wildly
I'm a man of many hobbies
But the carosel is stuck
And the dice just keep on spinning
But they never spin enough
And the jackpot in the morning
It takes the house upstream
I chase it! Boldly swimming!
But I'm drowning for a dream
Kyle Kriticos
Copyright © Kyle Kriticos | Year Posted 2011
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