Bets Poems - Poems about Bets

Well this will be my last Alphabet gossip poem As l was summoned to Alphabet H.Q’s this morning Told in no uncertain terms there will be ‘no more Alphabet gossip’ And given my final warning So, l wanted to tell you about the letter A Who stands full of pride at the start of “ The Bet” A…happens to be the...

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A yak and a yeti made a bet To see which one was the hairiest. The yak was an ox, And the yeti, no "fox", Had already won as the scariest. Neither had the allure Of the latest coiffure, They were unkempt and creasy and craggy. Then a monk passing by Judged the bet was a tie For their coats were both equally shaggy. Well, the...

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White Poodle Sweetie always bets on red. Never wins but is consistent in her bets. The whole roulette table is in an uproar. White Poodle Sweetie is betting on black! The cry went up. Every dog began barking and squealing. The entire casino went wild; it was crazy. Local reporter and photographer ran in, on standby. White Poodle Sweetie holds them all...

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Christmas Cow wanted to be a reindeer for sure. He had a special hat made, and he made his heart pure. His neighbors thought it was hilarious and funny. His friends bet each other some real money, That Christmas Cow would become a snowman too. They were not surprised when he ordered a holiday shoe. He ended up living in...

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If a person bets you that their dog can speak French Do not take the bet If a person bets you that they can spit a watermelon seed fifty feet Do not take the beet If a person bets you they will drop a TV set out of a window and run down there and catch it before it...

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at the start, it was to be competitor choose only one corridor or not to be there, or nowhere and lose all what we plan for who knows at the arrival maybe there will be a seat to acquire to bet on the right card you had to be vampire to be nearby… in a paranoia at two fingers to...

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Don't want to get In debt yet? -- It's No sweat: Don't bet!...

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wakes up at miserable NEEDS-TIME a stumbling poet/every step a letter - BUMPcrashing fumbling into E; dangerous letter as a spike like F; C so smooth like a soft chair; X to prostrate oneself a C R O S S; B squishy boobies like Aunt Olga who lost her secrets within...

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Seroquel made me sleep and gain weight, Abilify constantly made me pace, But Paxil made me lose my cool, Plus talk too much like a fool, And Geodon gave me insomnia of late... So either fattened up in a grog, To the point of being a hog, Or join the forced march, Which is so very...

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PLACING BETS restless impatient mistakes cold regrets of new intakes it takes one night too long placing bets high and strong holding wild cards too close wrecks those we love most shut up sit down first class let down dark velvet midnight talker filthy clay grey alley stalker burning flames fast fuel pace day late ultimate disgrace shut up sit down first class let down getting ready as rains fall heavy let it fall fall fall once again unsteady placing bets no...

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Is it loss to lose your child To the world of adulthood? Or is it a gift so precious Made in love when all was good? Is it worth loving someone If in the end the End will take? Or do I love in good faith If only for love's sake? Should I fear the future And it's fickle wheel of chance? Or should I...

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Like inadequacies, you run amok in this foolish game of chance. Running idle without direction, you sit in my driveway waiting for a form of tomorrow. Let me take you for a spin this time; Let me drag you through this mud and silt. I have a collection of broken dreams, and missing pieces of the soul. I will let...

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