Casino
We're going to the Casino,
Just to have some fun.
But all our hard earned money,
Takes off on the run.
The glitter of the dancing lights,
Busy bustle of the crowd.
There's no angry fights,
People aren't too loud.
Ringing of the slot machine,
As you pass along the aisle,
Folks at gaming tables,
Are not in single file.
People save their money,
For one night on the town,
When their through their evening,
The magic let's them down.
Some folk feel quite lucky,
Others really are,
As they head to the parking lot,
And drive away in their old car.
Copyright © Gladys Budai | Year Posted 2006
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