She is my life, she is my lady,
I do my best to visit her daily.
She doesn’t have awesome lips,
or gorgeous swaying voluptuous hips.
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I love the personification here....at first, one might think you may have been talking about a mother, sister or friend....Great write on a consuming addiction: O)
Melvina, you're on a roll...oh, wait I think that's a different game...all joking aside this is a awesome write on the addiction to slots.
Melvina, addiction to the slot machine is very serious among the young. They don't realise that when they are playing. It is only when the money is all gone that the problem starts. Brilliant read as are all your poems. Top Mark from me. Thanks for sharing it my friend. David
As someone else already commented Melvina...thie poem is Brilliant! ! I for a moment was wondering where you were coming from...(lol) Great imagery! Your message about these people that play the slots are so true! ! I have seen them, you have seen them...we both know them! It is so sad but true. Please keep up your your creativity as you just get better and better! ((Smile)) ten out of 10! ! ! =Shelley=
Seductive, addictive, cold and heartless....this machine. I love the way you liken her to a lover. Brrrrrilliant! Top Marks!
A light hearted look at a serious subject. Very well put together. Great poem. love, Allie xxxx
Addictive! Like your writings, Melvina. Suggestion - pull out the plug! Love, Fran xxx
Let luck be a lady tonight... Sinatra has nothing on you, Melvina. Great write! ! Brian