Am I Really A Winner?

It only costs a pound 
A ticket each week 
Not a great deal of money 
For dreams we all seek 

But, dreams can be shattered 
Too easily, you see 
When the numbers are read 
and you think “Its not me” 

You mope for a week 
Till the next draw is on 
Then your excited 
Nothing can go wrong 

You think you’re a winner 
Till the numbers are read 
You get so disappointed 
You wish you were dead 

When the next week is here 
You dread watching the draw 
Your ticket’s a winner! 
and you faint on the floor! 

You buy a fine house 
and a garden as well 
Your dreams are fulfilled 
Yet you life is like hell 

Your neighbours are angry 
Relatives keep well away 
All think it was unfair 
That it was your lucky day! 

Before winning the lottery 
Your mind starts to drift 
You were happier when 
There was no family rift 

So, its not always a blessing 
There’s a hard truth to learn; 
Money cannot always bring happiness 
To those who would yearn

GA Price