casino

The Gangsters were all waiting for me

Their uninvited guest

Their cigarettes were all lighted

Their black ties were all straight

I owed them without knowing

And now had to pay them with my fate

There was nowhere I was going

Without their golden licence plate

My life was theirs from the beginning

There was no hand that I could play

The casino wheels were turning

And all my numbers were running late

And so I went down on my knees asking for mercy

“Mercy” they said pointing to a beautiful dame

She came over to me and planted a hot wet kiss

And then she pulled out her red luger blasting my brains

And now it’s all over and I’m with the saints

But I hear that the Gangsters have long since muscled into Heaven

With even God in their pay

Dan Corjescu teaches at the University of Tübingen’s “Studium Professionale” Program


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