Jude Refused Winning Numbers
Sir Jude never gave them a thought:
Not the kind of ideas he bought.
Well-wishers went down on their knees
"Please sir, play the draws - Double Please!"
Soon, the draws great miracle wrought;
On other palms dropped what Jude sought:
Millions that shan't take one to court;
Big cash for life of any sort
And since then Jude body heat fought
At home waiting: his empty pot:
Goes to toilets of The Caught Short
Who tells people "God is my fort!"
Copyright © Chinedum Ekwobi | Year Posted 2023
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