Robert Pettit

Rookie (November 21,1956 / Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. United States)

Field Bets - Poem by Robert Pettit

You get paid even money when you bet in the field
But roll two or a twelve, and it’s double your yield
Five or six won’t be great
Neither seven or eight
Win when three, four, nine, ten, and eleven are revealed

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 20, 2006

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