Written By The Hermit Poet

 

Craps was the game he played

Once a month

Took a round trip flight

Carried his cash in an old bag

Stood most of the night

At the table

Sometimes won

Sometimes lost

His demeanor

Always stable

Just a way to unwind

The game

Cleared his mind

 

 

 

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