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If I could count the ways I have day dreamt of winning the BIG one...and how it might go down, here's one thought.  Oh, and I HAVE NOT won any lottery.  I rarely win anything, because I seldom apply or buy tickets.

The Lottery

Cars raced passed, 
As I patiently waited, 
Nervously filled with distrust. 
At a crossing where safe crossing, 
Is now indicated, 
This courier of fortunes 
Not yet out of luck. 
  
I pick up my pace 
Like a man on a mission. 
My thoughts now a vortex 
Of possible plays. 
But to visit this office 
A long planned decision. 
The matter at hand 
Sheer providence dictates. 
  
The doors open freely, 
I enter within, 
To the cheers of firm staffers 
And welcoming smiles. 
Word had spread quickly 
To my eyes and chagrin, 
At the expense of my privacy, 
My name now beguiled. 
  
The anteroom sanctum 
Filled with polite pushy haste, 
Containing serious suits 
Who’d not rise from their seats, 
Till proof be their witness, 
No moment to waste, 
And the breech of my privacy? 
Short apology, hurried movement,
And onward at a feverish pace! 
  
Careful inspection and lens, 
Quickly confirm my declare, 
Faces stiffened to stifle,  
The emotional urge; 
To rejoice while an outside call  
To far voices is made, 
Numbers again shared, 
One through six, double check,  
Final digits confirmed. 
  
Moods shifted quickly 
As reality spawns. 
To great cheers
And some fanfare,  
Till ushered away; 
With military precision, 
And much tinted glass, 
Police guarding me 
And ticket, 
From mayhem this day. 
  
Since winning the big one, 
I've gained many friends, 
Among them some old ones
Who at best were estranged; 
Now calling me sir, 
With no memory of past, 
Nine figures and wow, 
Both handsome AND popular... 
...finally, at last!

© Michael Wegman, 2014
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Pettit Avatar
February 26, 2014 at 10:43 PM
They are very large coveted prizes. Don't you wish you were conveying a factual account here?
Wegman Avatar
February 27, 2014 at 8:06 AM
WITHOUT A DOUBT, Robert!!!
Onclaud Avatar
February 26, 2014 at 12:23 PM
welcome aboard, michael... ohhh, the thrill of luck!..your piece held my interest for its great flow and exciting build up, with terrific anticipation cleverly injected!.. welll done!... thanks for coming around!.. huggs
Wegman Avatar
February 26, 2014 at 3:43 PM
Many thanks dearest Nette...for your fine critique and welcomed words of affirmation! I am loving my new home in thick soup and have become a Premium member in support! :-)
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