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Craps Table


What's really at stake when you're having fun? 

God is a pit boss and we've bought in to play all night,

pretending I have a choice.

When it's my turn I'll always roll.

 

I know no one makes a living this way,

yet it is a wonderfully exciting way to live.

I never count anyways, but rather perfer Kenny's advice.

Seven.

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