The game of plinko is very simple
The player takes one single disk
And makes a choice
They must decide where to play
With the hopes of the grand prize
Once the move is made
It can never be undone
As it makes its journey
It hit some bumps
Slowing it down
Steering away from your mark
Only to drastically change direction
For no apparent reason
When it does finally reach the bottom
It may not land where you had hoped
But just by playing the game
By choosing to make a choice
You can shape the basis for the future
You can choose your path
But it may not always be what it seems
All that matters in the end
Is that you played the game