I Don't Gamble

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Humor  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: September 19, 2018

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I DON’T GAMBLE

 

Love is initially a gamble as wishing is to pray

 

You put chips into a plot as the plot can chip you away

 

If the plot doesn't resolve your conflicts and colors then you gray

 

With your losing hand, as you're losing your love's hand both ways

 

With the lost cash and remembered cache, you consider if you should stay or don't play

 

To hold on to the memories and gamble the little cash left, or to delete the cached haze

 

You can't send the wedding cards if you don't have the winning playing cards to display

 

If she's a queen and you're a jack, you're only good for a game of croquet

 

If you're an ace and she's a queen, appearance over value is what will outweigh

 

To get rid of social and economical weighs is to be seen without misstate

 

If love is a gamble, then it might be because of your own self-dismay

 

Look at yourself to see if your chips stack up, everyone else is including the valet

 

Playing it safe is no longer passe, now becoming a mainstay

 

If love is a game of luck, I'd wouldn't want to win any day

 

Your opponent, that Ace that drives the nice car might be served more entrées

 

But you being the humble pair of two's is stronger even though it doesn't show right away

 

If love was one of those twos, you'd never let go of that hand of clay

 

Because a strong foundation is better than what the Ace promises like a fay

 

The King should not be considered a rank, but a quality of manhood, it may

 

Nor is Jack a rank but a man that is contrary to a king must uplift his chances even if it is naivete

 

To check a hand could be to save yourself from further stray

 

To check is to be patient and for further ardent investments to delay

 

Perhaps the love you are gambling for is holding flowers that’ll be someone else's bouquet

 

Perhaps you'll find they weren't worth gamble, or even behind you inveigh

 

Yet you bet, and call their bet, even though they might be waiting for better cards to come their way

 

You've come too far to fold, the love plot is too large to hold or give up at bay

 

You're at the shoreline, but it feels more like an unsure line swarmed with stingrays

 

Because I've begun to realize the gamble was would not fulfill me like a ship on a shoreline would by a quay

 

The revelation is that I'm a silent wild card in a world of pairs, high rollers, and high classes that create affray

 

People don't seem to see the wild card's worth, like the worth I see in myself is mislay

 

 

 

If I have a weak hand, going all-in a can resume fatal, because a better hand could make your chances filleted

 

Though the greatest intimidation and sudden execution to this playful engagement could be the simple act of going all in

 
 
 


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