Odd things happen around

Odd things happen around me,

I ain’t sad but just bad,

not health, wealth or character see,

all to me a passing fad;

me wise is a king of the vices,

gambler courting luck, quick buck,

waiting to trap any princess of spices,

but me frank in murk, a sitting duck;

easy hunted by her guards,

yet I tarry forward towards danger,

haunted by female magic wards,

beg to hunt down, me lonely ranger;

let world send hell or heavy water,

will take home my prize with laughter.