'Deal me death, deliver me,
and grant me strength to fly'
Says lucky James
Amidst the games
And tries hard not to cry
The dealer smirks a winning smirk
(The odds are on his side)
And spins more cards from under deck
(His wolfish smile is wide)

The table top so sweetly green
Is felt and soft seductive
Casino's owner lights it well
Temptation is productive
The wheels are fixed the cards are stacked
The big win an illusion
The smoke that crawls around each head
The tendrils of confusion

Our Jimmy swims along the whims
That pass for his ambitions
With daydream daze
Half-hearted plays the role of swift submission
The dice are rolled the heart is cold
The numbers replace judgement
There's a limit on the stocks of gold
And the dealer says it's spent.

In the crap game world where all are hurled
And made to stand within it

The crap game mind informs mankind:
'To win is the top limit
'To win is the top limit
'To win is the top limit
'To win is the top limit...
'To win!'

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