Life's Gambling Problem

A poem I wrote for all those out there, who cheat...on game's and relationship's.

Roll the die
For the Snake at the head of the table
Bring up the stakes
Then show them you're able.

Bet everything
Without cost
Without thinking
Than win it all back
With your mind corrupted
By drinking.

Drink down those drinks
Then pull out your spade
And dig yourself down
Until you've got it made
As the snake at the table drains
And as it all is paid
Your debt grows, deaf and plain.

Don't be the suicidal King of Spades
Don't make your queen cry
Cause all you trade
Is all you fuck
In a game involving another lady
Called Luck.