True Man's Luck Poem by Moth Harris
True Man's Luck
I drove to Las Vegas felt lucky that night
I drove passed a cop car something wasn't right
I was going ninety in a fourty five
maybe he was just too lazy to drive
There were bright lights and very flashy show girls
Pressed my luck at the tables found I had none
So I took my winnings that I hadn't won
Sped off down the strip and into the morning sun
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8/26/2026 11:24:56 AM # rel_20260825T124344Z_022792b
Think this lucky man may have used up his luck getting to Las Vegas. Nice write Alison