Lessons in life part 10…. Keep away from slot machine poetry

They always had great names
displayed in dancing lights, a warm glow
to welcome the wanting reader,  
titles to draw me into their poetry.
 
The cherries were the opening line  
always paying out enough to get me hooked.
The lights and sound created stunning visuals,
each stanza started with a couplet of bells,
melons formed another poetic device
a nudge or a wink away from something special.
 
The category was noted as #fun #funny #games
But the reality was early doors and addicted shame.
Changing a weekly pay packet to read the anthology
of dark depressed writing, the binge mentality
of one more go, could not slow my appetite  
until the poem ended with its twisted plot
or another forced rhyme to feed the slot.