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Poem of the Week

Prayer to Win the Lottery

If I were rich
I’d do good deeds.
I’d help the poor
to meet their needs.

But first, I’m sure
You won’t refuse
one tiny little
world-wide cruise,

and You can hardly
cavil at
a very modest
London flat.

I’d splurge on art
and culture next
(You know the poor
are oversexed).

In fact, they’re such
a shiftless lot,
one might as well
live high as not.

— Gail White