Lucky Stroke Poem by Douglas Scotney
Lucky Stroke
Whenever the odds are high
that death will come with a stroke,
hunting takes top spot in sports
and a lion that's shot
is a lion that's a lucky bloke.
Odds not now so high,
we ban his killing
to let him die like us;
but needing its luck,
we kill our pets with the stroke.
The odds are extinction in the anthropocene or a gamblers roulette.
Odds not now so high, really I remembered this in this early morning. And how are you?
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4/24/2024 6:04:48 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Luck is actually quite opinionative in this case, don't you think?