Steve Topping , I'm A Winner</head><body><center><center><img src=http://www.saviodsilva.com/p1.gif border=0 alt=Saviodsilva></center><hr color=3C00FF size=4><br><font size=4 face=arial><b><a href=26.htm>Steve Topping </a></b></font><br><center><img src=http://www.saviodsilva.net/poem/a/1.JPG border=0 alt=Poem></center><br><font size=3 face=arial><b>I'm A Winner</a></b></font></center><blockquote><blockquote><p align=left><font face=arial size=2><b>This a poem written the day after a trip to Lake Tahoe with my daughter Stephanie<br>Daddy!! Daddy!! Show Me How to Play<br>Play??? Ix-nay Child!! Better Save Your Dough<br>Once You Play, You'll Be Here to Stay<br>And Then the Urge, Will Never Go Away <br>Craps, Is a Game, That Will Never Let You Go<br>So, Ix-nay Steph, You Have How Much Dough???<br>Ten, Will it Give Me Enough to Start?<br>Maybe, If You Play, and If You Play Smart<br>Change, Dealer, and Make it All Bucks<br>Here You Go Gal, and Lots of Good Lucks<br>Turn Sideways Gal, and Stand There So Slender<br>I've Finally Seen the Last of the Big Spenders<br>Down with Your Bets, Cried the Dealer, with a Smile<br>Put Your Money down Folk's, but Don't Go Hog Wild<br>One on the Pass Line, I Feel Real Lucky<br>Isn't this Game Just Real Ducky?<br>Roll 'Em Shooter!! A Seven or Eleven!!<br>A Seven or Eleven, Come down from Heaven<br>Seven!! You Win Steph, Pick up Your Dollar<br>I Did?? as She Gives a Big Hollar<br>Daddy, this Is Fun, Come on Seven or Eleven<br>Baby Needs Shoes!! Come down from Heaven <br>What Do I Need Dad?? Oh!! This Is Heaven!!!<br>Mostly Luck and Another Seven<br>Seven!! Do I Win Dad? Do I Win??<br>Yes You Did Steph, So Give Another Hollar<br>A Seven Was Made, So Pick up Your Dollar<br>Can I Bet a Little More? In this Game So Sublume<br>Sure, Bet Five, Maybe It's Your Time<br>Five on the Pass Line She Shouts as She Claps<br>Roll 'Em!!! Snake Eyes!! The Dealer Shouts Craps!!<br>Craps!! Is That Good or Is That Bad??<br>You Lose Steph, but Don't Let it Make You Sad<br>You Still Have Eight and and There Is Still Time<br>So Put Another Five in this Game Sublime<br>New Shooter Folks, Little Girl Coming out<br>Who Me!! Heavens!! As She Gives a Big Shout<br>She Picks up the Dice and Throws Toward the End<br>Craps!! Shouts the Dealer Roll 'Em Again<br>This Time, One, on the Pass Line And, One, on The Yeo<br>You're Learning Gal, but You Better Go Slow<br>She Picks up the Dice, and Thinks This Is Heaven<br>Throws Them on out and Comes a Five and a Six, Eleven!!!<br>Pay the Little Gal, Fifteen to One, Don't You Feel Good?<br>I'm Winning Dad as I Knew I Would<br>Another Seven and Two More Elevens<br>I'm Rolling in Dough, as Steph Shouts.Oh Heavens!!<br>Time to Go Home, Dad, and Feeling like a Sinner<br>Smiling and Shouting I'm a Winner!!!</b></font></p></blockquote></blockquote><hr color=0000ca size=3><center><font size=2 face=arial><b><a href=http://www.isavo.net/poem/sk3.htm>This Poem's Index Page 1</a><br><a href=http://www.yensa.net/poem/sk3.htm>This Poem's Index 2</a><br><a href=http://www.isavo.com/poems.htm>Poetry Website</a><br><a href=http://www.saviodsilva.com>Saviodsilva</a><br><a href=http://www.isavo.com>Isavo Site</a></b></font></center><SCRIPT LANGUAGE=JavaScript SRC=http://www.saviodsilva.org/r/fantasy.js></SCRIPT></body></html>