Just Roll the Dice
My turn to roll the dice
No time to play nice
The bones stop and I realize
Once again I've rolled snake eyes
I am not able
To walk away form this table
Lost this months rent I regret
I need to place another bet
I wont be able to face my honey
And explain that I've lost all of our money
I need to win, it cant be that hard
Pray they will take my credit card
I never thought I would lose
No more money so they took my shoes
I'm starting to realize perhaps
Why they call this game - craps
The Crap Shoot Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: John Lawless
4/30/19
Copyright © Timothy Mcguire | Year Posted 2019
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