Open highway--
Straight shot in the dark,
Sitting on third,
Ninety feet from home.
Card-castles in clouds
When the chips are down.
Eight lives lost,
And one more to go.
Birth, Life, then Death--
The tri-fecta from Hell,
Blinded by the neon
As the free drinks flow.
21 and a Natural
As you double down
But in the end
Must pony up the dough.
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