Frances Weston
Never beat the King at bowls
Or throw a winning seven
On your knees when playing dice
With the King of Heaven
Or let a tennis ball
Take a lucky spin
Unless you're old and out of breath
And you've lived your life at whim
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Good... no, great advice, Sir... Glad to see you up in print. I only came to this house because you were the doorman. Myke