Numbers roll out and pry away,
tick by tick, they just stay,
Adding up,
in my cup,
and now it rolls.

The dice are out,
and the chances are low.
Probablility is not on your side,
but dont abide,
and now it rolls.

Over and over,
the stakes are high.
Your place in Dover,
your favorite tie,
and now it rolls.

Luck has run out,
and the money is gone.
for you have played,
for you have lost,
and now the bell tolls...
 
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