Sitting at a slot machine
hoping for a win
Dollars dropping one by one
is it not a sin
Spending life and using cash
all to waste some time
Hoping for the bells to ring
wishing for a chime
They claim it's done for the fun
losing more and more
Going for that big brass ring
cheaper in the store
At the end of every spin
when it all is theirs
Does it really cause you joy
take away your cares
For a time I guess it does
til you must go home
Back to your reality
like this truthful poem
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by a poorer DS
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