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by Em (marmite)
What more could I say than... Nominated? True genious workings from the heart
bless you Em, how lovely :)x and thank you
by CJ Maleney
I so get this dude.
When I was young I used to gamble on machines a lot, usually in pubs when I was on a night out.
Back then beer was way cheaper but I could still blow a fortune in one night.
I would be paid on a Friday and broke by Sunday. I've never been to one of these high street gambling shops or even a bookmakers. (Apart from the national once a year). The adverts on TV make me sick.
When the fun stops stop? It should say never start.
You even have the likes of Ray Winston endorsing them.
As for your poem. It's fantastic. A master class in rhyme and the subject matter and your thoughts on it are conveyed perfectly.
Well said you and a well deserved nomination.
So easy done, its the chasing the losses that feeds the addiction. Its the worst financial destruction, but not worse than the mental loss
Michael, a very cautionary tale that you know first hand. Addiction comes in many forms and more than one person has been sucked in it and paid the price too. Well done with this-
Absolutely Miss Brenda, its a crying sham! thank you for comments :)x
by P o e m e l o
This is how genius work. Wow im learning alot.
Thank you Poemelo, we are always learning :)
by - Mr. Darcy
Well written, Michael. I've said this before, but the government has to stop this. Wealthy corporations corrupting those who can I'll afford to lose their money, homes and families. Bastards!
I totally agree Mr D, they make so much revenue through websites and gaming terminals, it outrageous. many bookmakers set up in low income housing estates, as they know that's where the most vulnerable live. Bastards indeed!!
by Dagmar Wilson
So so glad to see this nominated. I will not get in to because it will upset me and I will carry on. Hugs to you Michael and thank you for sharing
Thank you Miss Dagmar, and I am sure you would lady :) by hook or by crook I will forgive myself, hugs too X