Waiting For Lady Luck
Now I believe in
When the electronic machine said “I win”
Resorting in a town called city of sin
Coins dropped from below
Real American money you know
Proper start to my romantic night
Prime Rib, Lobster, and waistline ever so tight
This is something I believe in
Shaking my tonic and gin
Waiting for my next of kin
Suddenly she appears
Having a sneer
“Did you make the reservations for dinner?”
“You being such a winner”
“No,” I replied
After hearing what she cried
Shaking the Casino plastic container
That quieted my wedding bliss complainer
“We eat for free
You and me”
I reported
To the one I once courted
“That is what I see
Now maybe they will waive the entertainment fee”
Leaving my drink leaning on the machine slot
No longer needing another shot
I welcomed her with a hug
Since she was my love bug
“So how much is there?”
She gave me a stare
“Enough for two rib eyes
No lie
Shall we go
And afterwards take in a show.”
She then whispered in my ear
Starting with “Oh dear”
“Now I believe in
What you were past due in
Had a certain purpose
No strings or curses.”
Walking hand in hand
They passed a man
Who just smiled
Knowing tonight the deuce was wild
Paid off in style
With a pair
Cashing in on a lifetime affair
Copyright © Marc O'Brien | Year Posted 2021
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