Keep Trying Like a Fool
You appear this way every time the chips are down.
You throw a temper tantrum and act like a clown.
Fools believe they can win each time they play.
Join the losers. It is the same thing every day.
Loss of money is not an abnormality.
Who do you think pays for this grand facility?
Décor like crystal chandeliers come at a price.
To gamblers who lose, I know that does not sound nice.
Sometimes a big win gives you thrill of victory.
Enjoy it while you can, it is temporary.
All that you may win, and some more, will be returned.
This is how the greater part of players are burned.
Cards, dice, wheels, horses, no matter what you try,
they will have you in the long run until you die.
Copyright © Robert Pettit | Year Posted 2011
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