Poem -

In play

In play

Pop to the pubΒ 

Drinks away

Got my bets

All in-play

100 to 1 that's my gameΒ 

Calculate my losses vs my gain

In the end

The bookies the winner

Betting is bad makes me a sinner

Id rather do this than that if you know what I mean

In the pub glued to the screen

Will I win or will I loseΒ 

Its stress relief nothing to prove

lifes a game

i play the odds

No addiction that's for sodsΒ 

Not dependant just for fun

Got my doe on 20 to 1

Today I lose and maybe tomorrowΒ 

Emotions range from ecstacy to sorrow

Its just a game I know my limitΒ 

On my feet at 90 minuteΒ 

Will he score will he not

The best odds I dream to spot

In the pub writting this rhymeΒ 

Please please no extra timeΒ 

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