City of sin, din
sights and lights.
City of luck
Mega bucks
cherry red lips
Chicken Ranch hips.
City of lost wages
redeemed savers
wedding chapels and
venture capital.
City to lose
drink too much booze
rack up coins
wolf tenderloin.
A city with eyes
cameras up high
and Cirque shows every night
while gorgeous show girls
show off their girls
and Criss Angel levitates
breathing deep in a red rock scape.
A city of slots, high rollers, big shots
musical fountains and Roman art
River pools, sidewalk misters
Shopping malls, iconic vistas.
Where dry heat is a relative term
as flamingos drip on a Venetian urn.
And tourists leave last dollars
in Wheel of Fortune slots
shouting
honey come quick, I’ve won the jackpot!!
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I enjoy reading your poetry, it is a fine, thoughtful bound. Your lyrics are really very, very well. I wish you lots and lots of good verses like this - and success!
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