42 - The Bright Lights Of Las Vegas Poem by nicola burkett

42 - The Bright Lights Of Las Vegas

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The bright lights of Las Vegas
Casinos open around the clock
Wedding bells, Grand hotels
A place where the fornicators flock

Like the showgirls on the strip
The rainbow waters dance
European countries recreated
England, Venice and France

At the bar the drinks roll in
As the alcoholics sit
While gamblers like to shake
The hand of the one arm bandit

The city of sin and adulterers
The sounds of the old school tunes
Neon lights, Gangland fights
The mirage and the windblown dunes

The bright lights of Las Vegas
Casinos open around the clock
Wedding bells, Grand hotels
A place where the fornicators flock

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kimberly Kastner 09 April 2007

I like this poem, too. The Las Vegas strip is such a wonderful place.

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Sandra Fowler 27 December 2006

I like the vivid imagery and the dramatic atmosphere of this poem. Fine write, Nicola. Warm regards, Sandra

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