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My  Golden Lady

Three red sevens on the wheel,
three blue diamonds in a row,
Aces over Jacks, that's the hand
that I hold.

My luck is flying high,
the limit is the sky.
One more role of the dice
and lady luck will have to
pay the price.

Is it seven or eleven?
Oh! NO!
It’s snake eyes.
I think I’m
goin’ die.

Oh well...
Four quarters in the bandit,
pull his arm, three red seven
I just might land it.

Come on Katie!
Three red sevens
will make luck a lady.

Yes! Yes!
Another stake real fast!
I just knew luck would
be my golden lady at last!

Jackie R. Kays

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My Golden Lady



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