Rolling Seven the Hard Way

Lady luck is on my side,
Each time I roll a seven.
Every time I let it ride,
I bet a ride to heaven.

The sweat beads on my forehead,
When I feel the dice are hot.
I'm heading for my homestead,
All the times that they are not.

When I'm on a lucky ride,
Then I know I just can't lose.
When they take my foolish pride,
Then I'm loading up on booze.

Casino lights draw me in;
An addiction, yes I know.
Some say it's a mortal sin,
But still, you can bet I'll go.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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April 15, 2023 at 6:06 AM
It is your life and your future, Randy. No judging here. I hope you hit your hot streak.
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April 15, 2023 at 11:58 AM
Hi Dan, I don't go to casinos. I was just watching the world poker tour on TV and thought this up. I know there's a lot of people who have an addiction to gambling, so this is for them. Besides, luck always favors the house. Thanks for your feedback Brother.
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