Coin Powerball

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Friday night, fat ass glued to the chair

Tuning into the news on the tiny screen

Grubby hands hold the ticket at the ready

Pudgy eyes darting to the wall clock

As the hands of the dial switch to 11

Maneuvering the fat head back to the TV

The poor quality host steps into the frame

And a weak heart starts pumping and racing

Maybe, just maybe

The fat man wheezes out

Maybe, just maybe

One by one, each number makes an appearance

At too agonizingly slow of a pace for fatty

A bead of sweat has time to run down his head

He swats it away with a large meaty hand

And licks his chapped lips with a cow’s tongue

As each number proves to be a match

In sync with the tick of an enlarged heart

Then the mega-million number is called

Lucky number 57 is summoned to play

Maybe, just maybe

Tubby begs and pleads

Maybe, just maybe

Eyes hurriedly check the lottery ticket

Devouring the numbers on the paper

Satisfied with a deep sigh of content

As if he just finished the main course

He reclines in the chair ready for desert

For each and every number matched his own

But the excitement drew too much attention

All at once, the heart ceased ticking

In the dark, the pacemaker clicking

No more maybes

Wheezing or pleading

No more maybes

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