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Anna Rich

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How to be beautiful? It is to be smart and interesting person. If you are a dreamer, you are beautiful!Yes! I am a bit gambler and a bit drinker I am not the perfect person Last my work is iMoneySlots

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Published on: 20 Dec 2016 by annarich

My Gambling Poetry

A desperate housewife I knew

had such mundane housework to do.

Being so tired of it,
she decided to quit.

Then off to Las Vegas she flew.

Having always been such a lithe girl,
she thought “I’ll give dancing a whirl!”
Her audition went well.

From a large oyster shell
She emerged, so they all dubbed her Pearl.

Her skin, soft and fair, shone like dew
as she smiled with eyes crystal blue.

All the men threw her money
as her voice, sweet as honey,
called out, “Let me entertain you!”

As Pearl danced each night, looking pretty,

Her husband, back in her home city,
was fit to be tied,
thinking maybe she’d died!

Poor fool didn’t have a clue, did he!

 Unbeknownst to sweet Pearl, her “dear” spouse
had been sneaking off as she’d played house.

To conventions he’d said
he was going. Instead,
he’d been gambling in Vegas, that louse!

Off to strip clubs he’d gone every chance
that he got. How he loved to see dance
naked women all sizes
in sexy disguises
while his wife at home longed for romance.
Now the tables were very much turned.
And her husband was feeling quite spurned.

He would sleep restlessly
thinking where could she be!!
But her whereabouts he never learned.

No longer could he run away
on a whim.
He still had bills to pay.

That cleaning and cooking
meant no time for looking
at girls!
He had less time to play.

In Vegas, his wife had come far.

In fact, she was a superstar.
naught but a fan,
she’d entice every man,
then drive home in a pearl-colored car!

Her spouse lost his job.
The years fled.

His wife he then had declared dead.

But with no job in sight,
he’d stay home each night,
with loneliness causing him dread.

Do you think this guy ever has let
his conscience feel any regret
that his wife did so much
while he gambled and such?

Has he learned anything at all yet?

Did he marry and get a new bride?

Did Pearl go and change her sweet ride
to a sleek red Corvette,
and did SHE marry yet?

I leave it to YOU to decide!

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