Everybody's Going For Broke Poem by Richard Jarboe

Everybody's Going For Broke



Everybody's going for broke,
That's bitcoin in their hand,
To them, money's a joke,
But they don't understand.

Odds are what they are:
Change is what they do.
But if you beat the odds,
Odds take care of you.

So everybody's going for broke,
With digital dice we play,
That guy just lost his shirt,
And it going to be cold today.

Wednesday, December 27, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: gambling
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Rose Marie Juan-austin 27 December 2017

A great funny write that bites on gambling. Great rhyme.

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