Sweepstakes Poems - Poems about Sweepstakes

...Lake county music company filled with slots carney folk real carny folk the little pete's illegal gambling road show throughout the Midwest gaming like your idol Frank Peter Balistreiri the ......Read the rest...

...I made some mistakes, let my head get straight to jealousy One thing I could never get over was that instinctive tendency I was the easel to your painting, the necessity but not necessari......Read the rest...

...Once pawn a time... About four plus weeks after frazzling fiasco from friggin fraudsters white knight still mourns swindled money Lynne Costello Senior Civil Investigator (assistant to Philade......Read the rest...

...Pureness, peace, compassion, bliss, Power, and Wisdom, That links my reason-spirit body-soul system; Tells me that my physique is a temple of God, Though my day-to-day existence is flighty odd...!......Read the rest...

...The Horse Race by Jeff Reed A sunny day In the month of May We traveled to the Horse Race. We ate some lunch I had a hunch That Stewball would lead the pace. Ten horses competed The form ......Read the rest...

...Circa sixty one years ago July 6th, 2001 - birth of dear beloved wife We now get along swimmingly analogous to this bro and his older sis on the cusp of our gifted silver married years if her ......Read the rest...

...'Tis said Saint Patrick rid Erin of snakes If such is true what a great tale it makes Skeptics claim it ain't true Others haven't a clue Could be a scam like......Read the rest...

...After winning a sweepstakes, I determined to go on a lengthy trip; And I wanted to tour the mainland, after I had disembarked the ship. The countryside was quite beautiful, and had myriad charmin......Read the rest...

...Seashore Sweepstakes northwest rocky beaches waves disguise cache of prizes ~ jellyfish parade Clams and Gooey Ducks hide in sandy blanket homes ~ no taste for chowder hold your breath......Read the rest...

...Bloody leftist a wrist tuck crat! Fingers of left hand cried freedom, detached themselves and declared mutiny gesticulating thumb thing awful, than furiously haughtily prancing, skittering, zi......Read the rest...

...The phone rings; It's Evariste Galois. The phone rings; It's Budapest on ice. The phone rings; It's my grandmother, long dead. The phone rings. I refuse to answer. What's if it's the Grim Re......Read the rest...

...Never say die, never give up; as surely as you do, you’re a goner. My late, great aunt said, “Never will I lie down and let death take me; it’ll have to catch me on my feet.” She was ......Read the rest...

...Saint Patrick's Day, Irish in every way. The leprechauns and elves, Irish cookies on the shelves. Shamrocks wishing you luck, The Irish sweepstakes help you win an almighty buck. Relative......Read the rest...

...Though psyche sundered and cleft, sans like Earth bereft of moon with wrack and ruin please don't ask how I am doin, especially after natural automotive wear and tear found anguish brew'n, no ......Read the rest...

...One Day Older! I don't say it often and yet, it is true, that with each dawn that breaks Though I'm closer to death, (be it deep in my soul) I am grateful! Unfinished cre......Read the rest...