3 September 2012
@littleone
50/50, Are you in? Nerves racking up, Head starting to spin. 50/50 Is my chance, For eternal life, Or one last quick dance. 50/50 Seconds clicking down, He takes the cold coin from a sack, Wearing a grimaced frown. 50/50 He throws it high up, I close my eyes, Counting my luck. 50/50 Tumbling through the air, He, heads, and I'm tails. With a toss of my hair. 50/50 I try to present confidence. The coin falls down, When he catches it I wince. 50/50 He looks and grins My eyes widen, He says, "Looks like I win." 50/50 It was my chance. No eternal life. Only one last dance.
Coin Toss • Opuss № I