Risks
we've all taken our share,
from test scores, to bets,
to simple double-dog dares!
Risky Risky,
Trimble and whisky,
ah what spirits shall quench
thy dying thirst?
What steed shall ye ride,
a Maverick or a Hertz?
Risks,
calculated and foolish,
brash and insane,
speeding down the highway,
weaving through a no passing lane.
There's room for both,
if you take your time,
What risk have you to be,
cut short of yours?
Risk.
Risk it all, and win the lot,
or risk it all, to find the empty ***
The risk is yours
for you to choose.
Fate decides now,
shall you win?
Or shall you lose?
Jul 29, 2014
Jul 29, 2014 at 12:12 PM UTC
Risks
we've all taken our share,
from test scores, to bets,
to simple double-dog dares!
Risky Risky,
Trimble and whisky,
ah what spirits shall quench
thy dying thirst?
What steed shall ye ride,
a Maverick or a Hertz?
Risks,
calculated and foolish,
brash and insane,
speeding down the highway,
weaving through a no passing lane.
There's room for both,
if you take your time,
What risk have you to be,
cut short of yours?
Risk.
Risk it all, and win the lot,
or risk it all, to find the empty ***
The risk is yours
for you to choose.
Fate decides now,
shall you win?
Or shall you lose?
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