Russian roulette

I would do it again
And again
And again
Being a gambler
And you the prize
I would bet my life
The ranch
Change countries
Cross the ocean
Learn Russian
And drink vodka
Instead of rum

I would do it again
Without hesitation
Without doubt
Tossing caution to the wind
I would pack my bags
Bring the guitar
Two cats
And hop on a plane
Leaving Trump
And troubles
Far behind
Like buying a lottery ticket
Id play Russian roulette
Again
And again
And again
If you were the prize

























 

 

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