I sat in dismay

Higher went the price

The room grew fuller

I started giving my life

Shiney and more pricey

It filled my eyes

My heart grew big

It dimed my sight

It rose to a point

I couldn't keep it much longer

The other people in the room

Grew stronger

I tried to find more money

Gone went the four-clover

I decided that I would step down

It was all over

The crowd sat still

As they left the room

Maybe I'll wait for the next one

But it won't be as good as you.