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Let's see... how do I feel today
Pretty much the same as yesterday except one day older
Guess that's the least anyone can expect
Wonder if an enormous amount of money just plopped in my lap
Would that make any kind of a significant difference
Sure would like to give that a shot
Perhaps I'll buy a ticket for the next ten million dollar lotto
To know how it feels when they call up and say
“You are our grand prize winner!
After the government grabs it's share
We will be sending you a cheque for $136.50!
As part of the rules of the contest
You'll be required to make a televised statement
Excitably explaining how this win has changed your life!”
WOWSERS! I'm overwhelmed
Been wearing these same old holey beat up jeans
For nigh unto ten years now
You won't believe how much this means to me...
Don't know how I'll ever begin to thank you!
I apologise if this sounds a bit cynical
But where did the other $9,999,863.50 go
This reply came back...
“Sorry this question does not compute!”
(I'm exaggerating a wee bit, of course!)
© Jack Ellison 2015
Copyright © Jack Ellison | Year Posted 2015
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