Why Did We Come Down Here Today
There is lousy luck at a slot machine.
We play roulette after blackjack.
The table games are just as mean.
Below the dealer’s ace, there is a jack.
Bet on red, but it comes out black.
Lady Luck disappears this day.
It looks as if she’s hit the sack.
Why did we come down here today?
The summer is a pleasant as I have seen.
Tourists come to this town in an attack.
But you would prefer the casino scene.
The winds are keeping our ship aback.
Lower and lower goes each chip stack.
Seven-out at craps makes me say,
“common sense is what most people lack.”
Why did we come down here today?
The situation we’re in is hardly serene.
Today, I am hardly taken aback.
My wallet is holding less and less green.
Our express train has gone off the track.
Whatever happened to your gambling knack?
It appears as if it’s gone away.
I just hope I don’t have a heart attack.
Why did we come down here today?
Right now, I can’t even afford a snack.
I know we’ll be back again some day.
What I went through, most guys can’t hack.
Why did we come down here today?
Copyright © Robert Pettit | Year Posted 2011
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