Saturday, April 19, 2008


The game of life has a loaded dice

Each time it rolls things may be nice

But all too often lucky throws are rare

We tend to feel we no longer care

Then a six appears, we feel so good

So we continue on, play as we should

Until that day, who knows where or how long

The last throw comes, and the dice is gone!

1 comment:

betmo said...

cheating, loaded dice
hollow centers filled with lead-
life is a crap shoot