My Pyrrhic Trip
MY PYRRHIC TRIP
by
JOHN M. ARRIBAS
I Had Planned this Trip for Years and Years
Not Enough Longevity, Was My Haunting Fears
But Sure Enough the Time Arrived to Go
Gonna Ramble, Gamble and Catch the Shows
Off to Vegas, I Can Hear the Casinos Calling
Wad of Cash, Gas in the Benz, No More Stalling
I Studied the Ins N Outs of the Games of Chance
Developed a System, My Fortune Soon to Enhance
I Was onto Something, a Bulletproof Scheme
Hundred Percent Fool Proof, a Gamblers Dream
Initiated My Plan Just a Dribble at the Commence
Winnings Mounted, Creating an Air of Suspense
The Crowds Gathered, Shouting Hip Hooray
Taking the Casinos Money, Making Them Pay
Amassing a Fortune, Time for a Grand Slam
All In: One Last Bet, Cash In, Then Scram
But the Flaw in My System Reared its Ugly Head
I Was Greedy, Wanted More: I Should Have Fled
Well That’s History Now a Trip I Won’t Discuss
Arrived in a Benz, Left on a Greyhound Bus
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