Peter Dillman Poet Rhyme

The Gambler

In the rat infested basement
Of a gambler and his greed
guilty buckets of ashamedness
Catch what his heart will bleed

Though he may have loved another
His emotion's sometimes mixed
For it's the romance of casinos
Where he needs to get his fix

A barrage of useless numbers
Flow thickly through his mind
As he deciphers the statistics
Of who will win this time

And later on you'll see him sweating
Every game that he will watch
Profanities under his breath
As he shoots another Scotch

For his outfielder makes an error
His quarterback gets sacked
He needs but half a point
For the over that he lacks

And if it doesn't turn out too well
Don't step in his way
Let him calm himself tonight
For tomorrow's another day

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Debbie Guzzi December 3, 2011 at 7:32 AM so 'charming' and i would retort As wave I move upon the Shore polishing the grist which into you bores, revealing the subsurface shine of all which has been handled by the wheel of time. Muddy not I for I a merely the motion, the give and the take of spirit in ocean and here to just BE not for devotion but come...come dance with me and experience the notion.