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I Won The Powerball

Then I made poor choices

By Darla M SeelyPublished 3 years ago 1 min read

I had a machinist job, and I was well-paid.

It was easy for us to have a live-in maid.

Eventually I felt my job was a bore.

Sometimes I took some naps, and my boss heard me snore.

Since my boss fired me, I had no job at all.

I decided right then to play the powerball.

$50,000,000 is the amount I won.

All of my friends thought I was the lucky one.

I bought a new car, a boat, a house, and a yacht.

I went broke partly because of the things I bought.

I gave a large amount to the needy and poor.

A small amount went to a beggar at my door.

I gave money to my church. Now I feel sorry.

I wished I could have my Bishop’s new Ferrari.

I was not wise with my cash. I feel like a scum.

If I don’t get some help soon, I’ll live like a bum.

sad poetry

About the Creator

Darla M Seely

I am 58 years old. I love to write poems, crochet, take photos, and make scrapbooks. I write poems about Jesus, love, friendship, how to improve, forgiveness, my cat, holidays. I enjoy making afghans for friends, family, taking photos

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