Stepping in the approach on an even keel

I collect my breath and release the yellow bowl

Playfully and prayerfully

Aiming at the jack that seduces a bare flirt

Oh, Dear me! The bias gives nothing away dirt

The second yellow follows jolly in vain

Wanders into the ditch to the foul line lane

The bumpy ride of another off the carpet end

The fourth slithers, stops short and dilly-dallies lagged

The parade of rolling rolling rolling rocky jittery

An arrogant contempt for the wishes of my victory

The avid pleas in a nail-biting silently tossed

That dash upon having my tight fingers crossed

The last black challenger bowl trundles a dare

So neatly and soundly declare

Surely, it's journey to be the match maker  

Clang! It lands up as a complete floppy joker

It jigs and nudges yellow head that kisses the jack

Crikey!

Hark!

I’ve won lucky!