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He played the same numbers for the last fifty-two years
He swears that he remembers when the government introduced the lottery to town
Everybody was agog that they could retire for one dollar
He brought into the idea
Hook, line and sinker
His lucky numbers that took him two weeks to come up with
Birthdays, anniversaries, license plates, house numbers
Ages, dates of birth, fish living in the aquarium
He racked his brain for the perfect combination
The combination that would have him on easy street
He fretted when out with his friends on a Saturday
That was lottery day, and he needed to play
His weekly four dollars
He tasted the free tickets
He relished in the five dollar wins
He had the awe shucks about him when he would win a couple hundred
He regaled people with his one number away stories
His wife passed away and his four dollars became five
Her date of decease became another line
God who took the only meaningful thing in his life
Would surely shine on him now
Two years passed since the passing of his wife
Small purses kept his obsessed with the big win
He still held out that lady luck would shine on him
He woke up one Sunday morning
Opened the front door
Grabbed the newspaper
Shook the snow from it
Threw it on the table next to his coffee
Pulled up his chair and opened up to page one
How many years has he checked his numbers, the same "lucky" way
Lines one through three produced nary a match
Line four started off a tad better
One, two, three, four, five and then the sixth number
All matched the numbers in the newspaper
He was a millionaire
He clutched his chest and reached for his presciption heart medication
His neighbours informed the town that they had not seen the old man in a while
Five days later, they entered his house
The authorities found him
Laying dead on the ground
With a winning ticket in his hand
A smile on his face
And a million dollars to spend in the after life
He swears that he remembers when the government introduced the lottery to town
Everybody was agog that they could retire for one dollar
He brought into the idea
Hook, line and sinker
His lucky numbers that took him two weeks to come up with
Birthdays, anniversaries, license plates, house numbers
Ages, dates of birth, fish living in the aquarium
He racked his brain for the perfect combination
The combination that would have him on easy street
He fretted when out with his friends on a Saturday
That was lottery day, and he needed to play
His weekly four dollars
He tasted the free tickets
He relished in the five dollar wins
He had the awe shucks about him when he would win a couple hundred
He regaled people with his one number away stories
His wife passed away and his four dollars became five
Her date of decease became another line
God who took the only meaningful thing in his life
Would surely shine on him now
Two years passed since the passing of his wife
Small purses kept his obsessed with the big win
He still held out that lady luck would shine on him
He woke up one Sunday morning
Opened the front door
Grabbed the newspaper
Shook the snow from it
Threw it on the table next to his coffee
Pulled up his chair and opened up to page one
How many years has he checked his numbers, the same "lucky" way
Lines one through three produced nary a match
Line four started off a tad better
One, two, three, four, five and then the sixth number
All matched the numbers in the newspaper
He was a millionaire
He clutched his chest and reached for his presciption heart medication
His neighbours informed the town that they had not seen the old man in a while
Five days later, they entered his house
The authorities found him
Laying dead on the ground
With a winning ticket in his hand
A smile on his face
And a million dollars to spend in the after life
The poison from the poison stream caught up to you ELEVEN years ago and you floated out of here. Sept. 14, 08
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