Bet it all on ball, 'tis folly,
Rou-ou-ou-ou-ou-ou-ou-oulette.
Lose it all, you'll rue, by golly,
Rue-ue-ue-ue-ue-ue-ue, you bet.

Doff ye now your game apparel,
You a prude, but you nude--no warp, weft.
Go home wearing an old barrel,
Nude and screwed, of loot for food bereft.

You put it all on the 4--nuts!
Ru-u-u-u-u-u-ube who bets.
Strike out, now staves cover your nuts,
Cru-u-u-u-u fruit bereft.

Folly following ball pleasure,
Doomed galoot, no loot--point's moot--to heft.
You leave with no trove of treasure,
Roo-oo-oom where rubles rudely left.

Fast away ten years' pay passes,
Rue-ue-ue-ue-ue-ue-ue and fret,
Now with the wife, your ass grass is,
Soon you accrue boot, in poop-chute get.

No dough now to go on bender,
Boo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-ooze nyet.
You now can't be a big spender,
Poo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oor as pew rodent.