Category : Poems

Sub Category : N/A

The more I play, the more I lose.
At this rate, I'll need more booze. 
Gambling isn't really my bag.
But I love poker, like I love to shag.
I wish lady luck was on my side.
But I think it's time to run and hide.
Everyone has their hand in my pocket.
And I'm about to go off like a blazing hot rocket.
Time to quit and lick my wounds.
And stop the beating from all these goons.