Gambling poetry How am I to speak your name when I can’t even spell it and this always ends up just the same as every other silly game and barring fortune, luck or fame I’m sure I’ll lose everything on it. But it’s Ashley, right? Share this: Click to share on Bluesky (Opens in new window) Bluesky Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Click to share on Mastodon (Opens in new window) Mastodon Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Like Loading...
have you heard Brian Regan’s comments on Caroline? i cant find that quote but this one immediately precedes it: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p39IqZOXcdk
this is cool.
nice one
I agree; you made me feel nervous for your risk also.
Momma didn’t know it, but she raised a gambling man.
Do it.
Yeah, alright.
have you heard Brian Regan’s comments on Caroline?
i cant find that quote but this one immediately precedes it: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p39IqZOXcdk