Crying CallA Poem by LeGingersnapI was infatuated with a gambler.I had to fold in time The bet was too high It was my heart on the line More importantly yours
The chips were stacked high But in vain next to you To win was to lose I know its all wrong
That's the game © 2012 LeGingersnap |
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