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Always a Loser

I blew a dollar on a ticket, But I allowed machine to pick it. I think it a sin That I didn't win. I wonder if machine would rig it.

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Ralph Taylor

Date: 1/16/2012 8:27:00 PM

Congrats, Joyce. Excellent. Nice going. luv Ralph

Kim Merryman

Date: 1/16/2012 3:28:00 PM

Congrats on your win, Joyce! Love, Kim

Carol Sunshine Brown

Date: 1/16/2012 11:40:00 AM

Congratulations on your win in Susan Burch's "Lottery Ticket Limerick" contest Joyce. Love, Carol

David Williams

Date: 1/16/2012 7:55:00 AM

Joyce congrats on your win..David

Christopher Bunton

Date: 1/16/2012 7:08:00 AM

congratulations

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 1/15/2012 4:25:00 PM

Congratulations on this win , Joyce. I remember this one well!

Lizanne Scholtz

Date: 1/15/2012 2:47:00 PM

Congratulations on your win Joyce. Elizabeth

Linda-Marie Sweetheart

Date: 1/15/2012 12:52:00 PM

congrats Joyce on a wonderful win for this lottery Limerick my friend...

Dalila Agtani

Date: 1/9/2012 12:54:00 AM

I can relate to this poem Joyce! Funny how we are tempted to do this once in a while. Thanks for sharing this reflection of funny things we do at times. Thanks for visiting my corner. Love Dalila

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 1/6/2012 9:44:00 PM

haha, yes, joyce, all of us are losers in THAT game of life!!

Joe Flach

Date: 1/6/2012 1:03:00 PM

Yeah well, betting birth dates doesn't do it for me either. Nice Limerick, Joyce. Good luck in the contest.

Janet Vick

Date: 1/6/2012 5:44:00 AM

I blow my dollars away too and I still haven't won anything. I am just not lucky. Enjoyed your limerick. Take care. Janet

Robert Pettit

Date: 1/5/2012 10:52:00 PM

Lotteries are big money makers for the states. They are based on the casino game of Keno which is the most difficult game to win. There are millions of losers every day; so you are far from being alone. Good limerick, Joyce.