A grand just will not do it, so go crazy,

what the heck.

However, there’s no horses racing.

Blame the social distance spacing.

Baseball, even football, might be gone.

Pubs are closed, so there’s no darts.

Bookmakers have closed their charts.

Maybe bet on Jarts out on the lawn?

There must be a worldwide pool based on the over/under.

Things get sick, and really quick when everything’s asunder.

But these statistics won’t resolve until the plague has passed.

And, by that time, the best bet is your check’s not gonna last.

So, go and spend your money on some other stimuli.

Go down to the corner, see the guy who knows a guy.

Buy two dozen blackbirds, maybe, bake ’em in a pie.

Bet the wad with god on all the teardrops that you’ll cry.

The check is not a bolster or a perk.

It’s just another joke that doesn’t work.

Try licking off the signature to see if you’ll get high.

Worst thing that could happen, you’ll choke on his name and die.