The Winning Ticket
The other night I had a dream,
it was as real as it could seem.
In my hand I held the lotto winning ticket,
six million dollars,
that would let me watch a lot of cricket.
Suddenly I had friends by the dozen,
some even said they were my long lost cousin.
The money it just flowed like water,
I even bought a Ferrari for my daughter.
In my jackuzuzi I was having a long hot soak,
When the cat jumped on the bed and I awoke.
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