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Roll of the Dice
A roll of the dice
My chances are slim
And this luck is looking frail
I still try to pick her up
And somehow I succeed
This tawdry room
Just not her style
But it seems adequate
She observes my disability
And seems to understand
We make love
A bit hurried
But she now seems
More than satisfied
So I reconsider luck
And will roll the dice once more.
My chances are slim
And this luck is looking frail
I still try to pick her up
And somehow I succeed
This tawdry room
Just not her style
But it seems adequate
She observes my disability
And seems to understand
We make love
A bit hurried
But she now seems
More than satisfied
So I reconsider luck
And will roll the dice once more.
Published 25th Feb 2019
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25th Feb 2019 10:15pm
25th Feb 2019 10:34pm
Thank you Brenda. I tried shorter lines, without rhythm or rhyme. By no means my usual style, not to every taste. I just hope I pulled it off. Thank you for the kind comment.
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