If the music of the spheres is noise
And randomness is all.
Our Spiral is a roulette wheel-
By chance is where we fall.
Carre, Cheval, Column bet,
En Plein, Voisins du zero.
Gather round and place your bets
if Pascale is your hero.
A lovely maid may bring us drinks
As we wager round the table.
Spin the Wheel again, Mon Cher,
My weakness, you enable.
The orphans may be in the chips-
Or I may drown in wine.
Step up darlings, place your bets:
Random or Design?
Apr 27, 2013
Apr 27, 2013 at 2:39 PM UTC
If the music of the spheres is noise
And randomness is all.
Our Spiral is a roulette wheel-
By chance is where we fall.
Carre, Cheval, Column bet,
En Plein, Voisins du zero.
Gather round and place your bets
if Pascale is your hero.
A lovely maid may bring us drinks
As we wager round the table.
Spin the Wheel again, Mon Cher,
My weakness, you enable.
The orphans may be in the chips-
Or I may drown in wine.
Step up darlings, place your bets:
Random or Design?
A poetic rendering of Blaise Pascal's wager, with a soupcon of John Donne for flavor. the terms in lines 5,6 and 13 are taken from the game of roulette.
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