Betting On Pipe Dreams
Roll up, Roll up and place your bets,
Before the sun sets,
And you still have debts.
Which will run out first,
The water that runs through old pipes, waiting to burst,
Or the money that some say is cursed,
That could prevent the need for a Hurst.
Roll up, roll up and place your bets,
Before the moon rises,
Along with your debts.
Will the food chain be broken,
Or will technology have spoken,
And self-interest be forgotten.
Roll up, roll up and place your bets,
Or if you are smarter than the rest,
In pipes and dreams you will invest.
Copyright © David Smith | Year Posted 2018
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