Simply celebrating life
It was not very niceOf great Uncle BryceTo fritter awayAll he'd earned in a day.His winnings were fritteredHis home was litteredHis wife chucked him outAnd gave him a clout!(There's a moral to this story!)Maggie XNuts in May
Uncle Bryce chose to avoid programs like Gamblers Anonymous. Too bad.
you are ill and me for reading hahah
But a betting man's worse!He relys on a horse...but in view of this verse,one would need to say hearse...Oh, well, anyone can have an off day!
Eventually his finances reached a recession,Not-so-great Bryce was in a depression,For money, he'd go to the river bank,To pluck some fish to sell on a plank.
Fancy him going for a rambleAnd always having a gamble.And wasn't he plucky?And wasn't he lucky?His wife said, "Go honey!And make us lots of money!"He said, "OK!I'll do it today!"So he took the piggy bankBut his heart just sank'Cause he backed a looserSo he got drunk in the boozerHis wife said, "Were've yer been!"He said, "We're broke, we ain't got a bean!"
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