Fortune (an acrostic poem)

Feeling lucky I placed everything on double zero

Oblivious to the gasps at the table, I sat back contented

Reaching for the roulette wheel, the croupier set it spinning

The ball was sent orbiting in the opposite direction

Under my breath I started to pray

Needless to say I cursed when it landed on red 32

Everyone felt sorry for me, but I didn’t care.  I had stolen that money

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