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Mar 2018
and the long season of pure luck faded
they didn't foresee the jackpots end by date
the fortune was so ominously shaded
bravo's time period did quickly abate
how a quirky wheel of providence can change
rarely does it track in the one pathway
card turns are so bewilderingly strangeΒ Β 
when placing wagers there'll be a loss day
expecting the winning streak to endure
tis of they who know nothing of betting
there's always a chance in being insecure
sure things do morph to an adverse setting
gambling pundits are the odd taker's guide
they've a good ken which assess flow of tide
Elizabeth Squires
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Elizabeth Squires
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