Bets are off
Time and chance.
Ludos dice. I've got a 2:3 going for me,like an Asian hand.
I'll recap,the odds are in my favor.
Coming up rose thorns too.
There's no clouds without rain the headliner said.
Eyes a hollow,bags puffed, lack of sleep,cause I'm too gay to close my eyes.
A train track is passing through here,it's lines have fallen. They're pleasant places.
Pickled butt cheeks and razor sharp teeth.
A sweet mouths been given to me and money for a life time of candy. Teeth fall out I lose my smileys.
So I'll eat only peachy
fruits. Get me up on fibre charges. Fabricated accusations,mess up my indigestion.