My Paradise

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March 2003 Poetry

Come one, come all,

to my paradise.

There’s magic, there’s fun,

but for a small price.

~

Just give me your soul,

you’ll lose all control,

and give into this sin.

There’s even a bar,

that’s not too far,

from a casino where you’ll never win.

~

There’s games to play,

to waste the day,

and you’ll never see a dime.

You’d rob from your mother,

or kill your own brother,

just to play one more time.

~

There’s no need to think,

just come have a drink,

and later go roll the dice.

You’ll have no clue,

what I’ve done to you,

in Satan’s paradise.



~*~ Jill ~*~

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I wrote this on 3-25-03.

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