50 to 1 odds

My wife and her brothers gave me five grand to bet on a horse.

My brothers-in-law kicked my ass and my wife got a divorce.

They chose the horse because it was 50 to 1 odds.

They beat me so hard that I almost met God.

I accidentally put the money on the wrong horse when I placed the bet.

As I count my bruises and missing teeth, it's something that I regret.

If you meet my ex-wife or her brothers, please don't put them a bet on a horse.

If you screw up like I did, you'll be gumming your food while you feel remorse.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

THIS IS A FICTIONAL POEM.

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