A Very Unlikey Occurrence

I thought the chance it was a hundred to one

On one thumb

I could count up the percentage of my coming undone

but now some calculation of impatiently fated rhymes

sourpatch ribbon to the wreck of my valentine

that a fine mess like this should get dished

I woulda made it more unlikely if I had one wish

I take ish with the interstitial liquid bliss

and insist another double on the rocks with twist

this a fist full of good credit

this a circumstance that I must edit

I said it ever thusly with the bust knee

you could trust me

can't front without two feet to step fuss-free

but see, that's just fine, I lost mine

handed then the bandit, thin: my last dime

watched the wheels spin thinking infinitesimal

my ten-decimal chance, the professional

gamblers scoffed

(but the bells went off)