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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=419376" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Lottery Monster</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Get you purses out ladies<br>And rattle your cash<br>Get along to the ticket-booth<br>Go have a bash; <br>Your pounds and your pennies<br>I'm longing to see<br>I'm the Lottery monster<br>So listen to me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Lottery monster<br>He has to be fed<br>He lives on cold cash<br>Just as you live on bread; <br>So throw any caution you had<br>To the wind<br>Your jackpotted dreams<br>To six numbers are pinned.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The holiday money<br>You keep in that tin<br>Could net you ten million<br>'Cause SOMEONE must win; <br>So search out your cash<br>In your jackets and jeans<br>Your husband can diet<br>The kids can eat beans.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Look it isn't a crime<br>So go on, have a flutter<br>Never mind that it's needed<br>For bread and for butter; <br>Reduce all the chatting<br>You do on the 'phone<br>Let the fire go out<br>And then go get a loan.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">See according to all of<br>The facts and the data<br>You're bound to start winning...<br>Sooner or later; <br>And there's always next week<br>If your numbers weren't right<br>But I won't be skint<br>On a Saturday night.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Written March 1996</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Carter+Brown">John Carter Brown</a><div class=q>
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And rattle your cash
Get along to the ticket-booth
Go have a bash; 
Your pounds and your pennies
I'm longing to see
I'm the Lottery monster
So listen to me.

The Lottery monster
He has to be fed
He lives on cold cash
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