Stroke of Luck

Friday 5 - Skew, Foreign, Wailing, Travel, Arithmetic
Theme: Someone moves the end

The skew occurs every time
in her economics, with not one flattening twist
Still, the start recurs, religiously regular;
her travel to the casino covertly planned out
and all the moves-arithmetic flawlessly worked out
by our gullible beauty; and the hungry beasts
yet, again this time, devoured in a not-so-foreign fashion
Until her last wailing penny
And our lady as usual, felt that kick in the teeth
As though someone, from nowhere, moved the end;
Those flashy machines had taken her for a ride
one more time; but our lady is no dark horse
and she will not end her affair
with luck; she still strokes with fiscal feathers
those that glitters, those that will give her gold
play on, she will, until she gets too old..

* i do not gamble; i have only seen a casino when on a tour schedule! :) This is a totally imaginative poem; to give the readers a light, enjoyable read..hopefully that is!