So the other day, for an early gift of Easter/Pat's birthday months ago at my bay, a pack of scratch tickets came with the money on display. I mean I guess you never know so may as well give them a go. But what a load of crap they are. Better luck convincing a drunk to leave a bar.
$100,000 you can win.
Who cares if gambling is a sin.
Grab a pack and scratch away,
Wasting a few minutes of your day.
Look, a winner in every pack.
That has to make you want to go on the scratch attack.
Simply pull out a penny and have fun,
You do know here in Canada the penny is done?
So better save one for luck.
Oh look, you won a whole buck.
We just made nine bucks off you.
But a winner still came due.
Don't spend it all in one spot,
Put it back in the pot.
We may as well suck that back too,
But you could still win money, it's true.
Oops, lost once more.
I guess you could try another at your shore.
Oh just one word away,
From two whole dollars at your bay.
Damn, if only that number was there,
Could fling your hands in the air,
And shout bingo!
Too bad, so sad, gotta go.
Follow the pretty arrow,
Looking for the $100,000 show.
Damn, turned just in time,
These things are a crime.
Get three of a kind.
Easy for even those with brains in their behind.
Oops, none of them match,
Not even if you cheat and mix some from your batch.
But one in three tickets win.
So it's not a sin,
We give back too,
Helping all by sucking money from you.
Look a new jackpot with big chances,
That is getting many glances.
You better join in,
For you just might win.
Pfft is what I will say to such crap at my bay. Of course free I will scratch and find the whole $1 win out of the batch. That will surely make me smile. I mean you can stretch a $1 a mile. Might get a gummi bear or even three. My that has to impress thee. But at least it was shown off by a pretty lass. Pffft that still does not impress my little rhyming ass.
Experience spring, have a fling.