Each week I try to change my fate <br />Each Saturday I make a date <br />I sit down with my ballpoint pen <br />And check my lines of eight from ten <br />In the hope that I'll become <br />The owner of a tidy sum <br /> <br />Lady Luck may smile on me <br />If not maybe the Lottery <br />Will put a smile upon my face <br />And ease my exit from th'rat race <br />Six numbers or five would do <br />With bonus ball for pastures new <br /> <br />Holidays, big cars, newhome <br />Around the world be free to roam <br />If it came true I would not gloat <br />While lounging on my Med bound boat <br />And while I'm dreaming of my yacht <br />I'll not be sad with what I've got <br /> <br />Old Reg nextdoor deserves a break <br />And just like me he pays his stake <br />Now fate dealt him a cruel blow <br />His wife left him ten years ago <br />Reg turned to God and t'local rector <br />His wife ran off wi' t'pools collector <br /> <br />A pile of cash would not change me <br />A great millstone it would not be <br />And if it ever seemed that way <br />I could always give it away <br />I'm sure old Reg would do the same <br />If he struck lucky at yon game <br /> <br />Now if I won a big jackpot <br />I'd help Reg from his sorry lot <br />I hope he'd do the same for me <br />If he came good on t'Lottery <br />It did Reg good turning to God <br />He's just won t'pools the jammy sod!<br /><br />Esra Sloblock<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/one-day-maybe/
