'Give me your tired your poor
but not the bill.'
Welcome to my Casino!
Step right up folks
and give that wheel a spin.
Aw, too bad, pilgrim! You lose:
your job
your home
your savings
the kids' college
your hope.
The wife is sick, you say?
Aw, that's so sad
but you know she can't play here,
House rule, number one:
No Sick Folks Allowed!
Now excuse me just a sec
while I turn my sign around.
This Casino Closed - to you.
March, 2010
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