Vegas Nights

Vegas nights and neon lights
A desert playground of sin
Enraptured then you're captured
The moment you walk in

The ambience intoxicates
The chance of fortune looms
Once you call you risk it all
In crowded smoke-filled rooms

Got a bucket full of coins
You think it's now or never
For a buck you try your luck
And pull another lever

Come on seven eleven
Shooting craps you'll never win
Anticipate as you wait
Just to roll the dice again

With all your money in their hands
You leave quiet as a mouse
Beyond a doubt you'll find out
You can't ever beat the house
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Meadows Avatar
August 7, 2023 at 11:07 PM
Yes, it's not many that do well and win. A good poem. Well done.
Freie Avatar
August 7, 2023 at 11:27 PM
Thanks Jeanette, I've never been to Vegas myself, but I lose enough money playing the lottery. Like they say, a fool and his money is soon parted. I believe they were talking about me. Thanks for the feedback Baby Sister.
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