The Lottery

A Poem by Steve Kittell

I’ll buy the ocean, tallest tree.

When I win the lottery.

A never ending shopping spree.

When I win the lottery.

The good times we’ll have, you and me.

When I win the lottery.

I’ll share it all, just wait and see.

When I win the lottery.

Do you have money, It’s not free.

Then I’ll win the lottery.

The End

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© 2014 Steve Kittell

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Added on September 30, 2014
Last Updated on September 30, 2014
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Author

Steve Kittell

In the shadow of Windmill Cottage, East Greenwich, RI

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Having suffered almost fifty years of writers block I'm back, picking up exactly where I left off, as a mischievous five year old. Current chidren's poems can be seen at: http://www.childrens-stori.. more..

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