The 'Lucky' Puck

He sees it gleaming on the side of the road Looks at it closely…pleased it isn’t a toad Ever so blissful is that strapping young buck He can’t resist so picks up the puck The lad brings the puck on his very first date Places it on the dash…picks her up at eight She looks at him playfully, lust fills her eyes Ten minutes later, oh, the passionate cries! He gets a call from a probate attorney Puck at his side, hears about old Aunt Bernie Last time she visited she left so irate Yet he’s sole heir to her lavish estate! He goes to make a ‘deal’ on Monte Hall’s show Clutches the puck…dressed as an emo scarecrow Instead of door one that hides twelve pregnant hens… He picks door two and drives away in a Benz He thought he’d dabble in the market…why not? He tosses up the puck…it lands on a spot Buys a ton against advice from his adviser The next week the corp. gets bought out by Pfizer! The young gun opts to head off to Sin City Smiling, he sings a joyful little ditty He jets to the bank and cleans out his accounts He even hawks the Benz since he has no doubts He wanders over to the elaborate wheel He kisses the puck…was this ever surreal! He boldly pushes in the hefty chip stack Recklessly placing his whole fortune…on black You probably want to know how things turned out Did he hit big…is he off to lounge about? While I won’t exactly divulge the young lad’s fate… Let’s say the puck now rests…on the bed of the lake!