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When I say things like my momma did
When she was eighty years old
“He's so handsome, I can't believe my ears”
It's time for a home I'm told!
The train's already left the station, no doubt
You're left standing on the platform
Before you cash in your chips as they say
Someone feeding you will be the norm
Such little things like forgetting your choppers
Or getting on the bus without pants
Hearing people snickering behind your back
As down the crowded aisle you prance
Some things are a little unusual they say
Like communicating with the birdies
In a language only you and they understand
Or when with a mannequin you get flirty
Wish me luck on the last leg of my journey
Had a blast without any regrets
Sure couldn't have asked for anything better
My life was as good as it gets!
© Jack Ellison 2013
Copyright © Jack Ellison | Year Posted 2013
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It's always best to keep some feelings
Hidden from even your mate
Not to share every innermost thoughts
When relationships are at stake
Each of us can be emotionally affected
By charm, personality and image
Doesn't mean we don't love our mates
Feelings at times hold us hostage
Human nature is what they've call it
Might as well cash in your chips
If you can't look at beauty passing by
It's there to brighten life's trip
So please don't call it illicit or immoral
When males are driven by desire
The female form is a vision of beauty
That ignites every man's fire
© Jack Ellison 2013
Copyright © Jack Ellison | Year Posted 2013
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I was gonna kick the bucket
When I turned on the TV
They were all in it for money
And there was none left for me
So I called up my accountant
Had me start a new web site
I sold them stuff they wanted
And it kept me up all night
Then I went all Egypt on them
And I just collected Dough
I became a master baker
And I watched the kitchen grow
When I thought I’d bought the farm
And I’d be forclosed on by summer
Who knew back in the spring
That by fall I’d have a hummer
Don’t rush to cash in your chips
The casino’s up all night
Have some faith in god and self
The sunrise is soo bright
You can’t get used to dying
And your times a one shot game
Don’t predict your wins and losses
It’ll never be the same
To size up for the box
Before the shoes are tried on
Doesn’t say much for the sox’s
Or the Genes when you are gone
So next time you think its over
Go to bed for another day
Hold your dreams close to your chest
And play your hand just one more way
And maybe your dream lover
Or the fans can see you dunk
When you play the game tomorrow
And come out of your funk
Copyright © Bill Smith | Year Posted 2015
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Sometimes when life all gets you down
You try to smile but you still frown
You’ve tried your best at everything
You’ve taken the blows that life will bring
You’ve slowed down as weary as you may be
A little rest is your hearts plea
You walk awhile and then sit down
You keep on swimming so you won’t drown
You’ve done all you know to do
The battle’s hard, you just fought through
Your soul thirsts, you lick your lips
What’s left to do is cash in your chips
The journey’s hard, the journey’s long
The pain inside has stole your song
It will all be over some happy day
But until then just hope and pray
Copyright © Brandlynn Young | Year Posted 2006
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The Face Cards (first version)
The table is set. Blood has been spilled
Rules have been finalized
The devil is dealing the cards
They have been shuffled and dealt
I’ve been dealt a crappy hand
You knew it, you knew it all along
When you took my innocence away from me
You stole who I was, from me
From the place in my very own soul
You didn’t even blink not at all
You never thought about what you had just done
My life has been hell
Now I am seated at deaths doorstep
Playing poker to stay in the game of life
I will not fold until the last card is dealt
There is a wild card for me to play
I have an ace up my sleeve… I got this. I got it!
Someday I will get a part of me back
Still there a small part gone forever like a vapor mist
Hope now, you know, what you did to me that day
What you took I lost!
Just have to hold on and play
Few more hands of cards
I will beat him at his own... game
In my heart, what’s left?
After you violated my little precious worth being
I know you are next to be seated at this very own table
Playing poker for the pathetic coward, you are inside
You see now, I have already seen your cards
There is nothing to play, will have to fold your cards
You will have to cash in your chips
Cross over deaths threshold
How I did it, you ask? How did I cheat death?
He never saw the faces of my cards
The faces of people who love me
Who were there fighting for me
They minds were set in stone
Praying for me, out of love for me
They were not giving up on me
They all believed in me so much
Tell me then...
How then can I give up on me! On me!
He never saw…
The cards I was holding in my hands
Copyright © Jerry heldman | Year Posted 2016