Michael Hampton
Copywriter

DOG EAT DOG

WHAT GOOD
IS A BAG OF TRICKS
IF YOU DON’T HAVE
THE HAND TO PLAY THEM?
WHY GAMBLE
ON THE CHANCE
OF LATE ASKING
‘MY GOD IN HEAVEN
WHAT WERE WE THINKING?’

HOW WILL
YOU STOMACH THAT
ROLL OF THE DICE?
IS BELIEF ENOUGH?
OR DO
PRETTY RED PAINTED
LIPS NEED TO
BLOW YOUR LUCK?

WHEN THE
BONES ARE THROWN
AND THEY
LAY WHERE THEY FALL,
DO YOU THINK ANY
MEAT AND SKIN WILL BE
LEFT TO PICK FROM?

CAN YOU
AFFORD TO
GO FOR BROKE
WITH NO
ACE UP YOUR SLEEVE?

ALL I
KNOW IS ALL
BETS ARE OFF
THE SECOND YOU CHOOSE TO
LET IT RIDE.
NO AMOUNT
OF BLUFFING CAN
PARRY THE
HOUSE’S EDGE.
SO WHEN
THE CHIPS ARE DOWN,
YOUR TWO CHOICES ARE
PAPER OR RUBBER.
ONE WAY
OR ANOTHER, SOMETHING’S
GOTTA BURN.