In far off land, someone you never met
While casino player spins roulette
Window frost and snowflake lace
Freckle count on your child’s face
Deck of cards, pair of dice
Will a fickle kid be naughty or nice
These have in common something key
They are all random, so nobody
Can see the end before it’s here
Not even an oracle or a seer
Not everything is random though
With certain stuff, you just know
A caring person, a loving mate
Once in a while, it’s up to fate
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