It’s so easy, really,
when you have no blue
nor a seven, and so
you pick and you pick
and you pick, and your chances
of winning lessen with each
yellow four, each red six
But there’s so little at stake,
and so you laugh
as your hand fills to spilling.
No one is dying
and no one is lost
so you let luck
punch you in the gut
again and again.
You have favors
to call in later.
For now,
all you have to do
is find a little blue.
What’s another
yellow reverse?
What’s another
green two?