Sunday, March 9, 2008

CYCLES AND BLUE CHIP (Anonymous)

Life, rivers and the sands of time
A rich man owns an oasis
Who finds what? - blue chips
In river sand.

Fountains of glory, seas, storms
Whats more
A chip of wood - thats brown
Nor stock, neither change
A changing moon?

A forensic psychologist flies. . .
His bike - a river bed
A sand track.
Chips, shells, who plays roulette?
Slammer at the table,
Black Jack and the Bingo machine!

A psychiatrist on the dole
A physician on the street
Wall Street analysts . .
Count quick!
Rumour spells nose dive.

Rivers, seas, coins, pounds,
A shadowy night looms.
Refuge? An oasis . .
Moves. Still, stands the test of time

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