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Mar 2023
Wages on a racing horse
The urge in the mind behind the force
Lady Bell having a bet
The horse loss
No win
Sums of money loss at the end
What was a sure thing
It all went down the drain
No money to even catch a train
The Gambler was begging on the street
Feeling down and defeat
People were just passing back
No one even gave anything to the Gambler in try
All the Gambler could do was just cry
Suddenly a miracle took place
Someone on the street gave the Gambler a One Hundred Dollar bill
I hope the Gambler learned his lesson and don’t bet again
You can’t say a bet is a sure thing
You could lose everything at the end
Bet wisely
The Motto, “The Bet today won’t always win”.
preservationman
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preservationman  New York City
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