Making Plans

I knew it was going to happen

So, we made plans to see the faces

On foreign people, in foreign places

And the things we would buy to wear

After our first-class flight over there

Things like shirts and shorts and hats all new

Or buying the whole store’s what we would do

We endless shoppers would buy it all

And to our penthouse we’d haul that haul

Then off in our brand-new convertible, where

With tropical wind blowing through our hair

We would drive to the yacht club, to

Board our yacht, just purchased brand new

And sail about the tropic sea, employing

A swarthy crew to keep us going

Then back again onto the shore

Where we’d party evermore

Cause I was sure I had the LOTTO ticket numbers

I heard them being counted off

Then with only the last two numbers to count still

I knew it would be God’s will,

To let me win and take it all

All of the LOTTO haul

And buy new hair for my bald scalp

Because with no hair there it needed halp

New teeth so I could have a lovely smile

New legs so I could again walk a mile

And new arms to lift a load, and I think

Under arms that wouldn’t stink

But the whole deal fell right through

What I needed was a number two

But the three I got just wouldn’t do

So, to cure a serious case of PO’d offy

Instead, I relaxed while

Enjoying a-cup-a-coffee

 

 

Author's Note

When bright lights had been dimmed
The road’s bumps seemed less obvious
But they were all still there
It was only an illusion
Because
Morning’s come too early

Reviews

[Patricia Wedel]

POKER ♣️ Flush… ♦️ Diamonds… Queen and Kingdom….

[Vol]

Dave,
I remember the story of a barber in Chicago who bought the same numbers for every drawing, then they hit that time he didn't make to the kiosk... I might have to drown myself in the toilet...
Vol

[Dave Brown]

LOL
And flush

[Vol]

Hahahaha! blurble blurble