is full of trickery,
you can't
buy a mattress without some
song and dance,
some sort
of testing of springs
and fabric,
a deposit before delivery,
in advance.
the world
is a crap shoot, of
find
the bean beneath three
shifting cups,
the card game,
the roulette wheel,
the shiny car on the lot,
nothing up
my sleeve,
the wishing upon a star
at night.
even love,
is a toss up, a flip of the
coin.
good luck.
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