Lottery Poems - Poems about Lottery

Have you ever wondered about all the things that require your signature in life How about a marriage certificate, I now pronounce you man and wife A steady hand is needed as you buy your first home If a writer's cramp occurs with so many places to sign, you are not alone The car of your dreams you...

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Look up to the sky will you live or will you die? is a lottery you see we the west dropping aid pretty and adorable exploding bombs the grandest casino of war will we save you? even so not for long you will be slaughtered our masters decide ...

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A gamble for a chance win to riches...

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What would you do if you were lucky enough to win the lottery Would you donate some to an aid group that could get some people out of poverty A trip to some exotic place surely would be in your plans Would all the money go a long way to increasing your lifespan Could you buy love perhaps, it...

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A girl who made her own pottery learned she had just won the lottery she had a glazed look as her head she shook her eyes like her clay got watery...

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Just maybe when it comes to life We all of us may well be nothing more than a number after all Patiently both spending and biding our time awaiting to see If in fact our very own particular number is to be eventually drawn or comes up And as life is a total lottery some blessed lucky certain individuals...

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highest interest payments for all is for time some born free some with the bill so what is this life for some all that is touched gold the power of the plough died life had not been kind their land arid accepted them both one headstone dues paid Entered Triple New Charlieku poetry contest. Syllable count 'howmanysyllables' 12/12/2022...

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The richest man in town was Arrogant and selfish And we stayed away from him Until he won the lottery Then we galivanted to his house Thinking he would share Forgetting that your personality does not change Just because you win a mere sixty-three million dollars...

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I wanted some change Had to use my common sense I am rich again!...

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when my winnings hit the news, relatives climbed into my windows. great aunts and uncles, sixth cousins, uncles twice removed. some families stormed over to demand their due with no connection. you remember me – yes, I do, the neighbor who never waves back heard hard luck stories that topped one another fast and furiously I bought myself a new...

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My dad won the lottery Sultan announces to his third-grade class. There are gasps all around, the other eight-year-olds are amazed. How much? One of the brighter youngsters’ yells. “Six billion or more,” he says giving a flashy wave. “Want to come to my birthday party?” ask another bright lightbulb. “When is it?” “Next Saturday, all the other kids are invited.” The...

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How close I came to Lotto Fame? I cannot tell a lie. I came so close, I almost spoke to He that gave me mind. How I wish I made the news of Fame that's fleeting from my grasp. But then again it had no flair, for I missed the call and failed it all. What...

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A two dollar bill gives me a chance if you will Sweet Jesus let me win the lottery I hope it's not a sin to pray for me to win Sweet Jesus let me win the lottery I will gladly tithe and give to charity I will be so good for its clear to me Sweet Jesus let me win the...

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Most everyone would like to be a millionaire Which accounts for the record lottery sales A win will get you short-lived publicity’s glare Reality will take the wind out of your sails. Everything about your life would be changed As folks would look at you in a different way Your children might act as if they are deranged And, don’t be surprised...

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hard to understand how we got here the kitchen clock full of gooey moments warning us to build now what we have not yet lived but it's sad because all it took was one key a damn password or any abracadabra thing to decipher those riddles that prevent us from growing something to get us out of these picturesque circumstances lost between culinary...

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