Winner
There's nothing you can do for me
I'm drowning in my misery
I had the winning numbers, true
But like a dummy, what'd I do?
I left the ticket in my jeans
Which, you might notice, are now clean
Usually, I'm such a slob
But I was starting a new job
Now I'll have to hang on to it
How'd this happen, why'd I do it?!
Yeah, you sit there and shake your head
I'll just keep wishing I was dead
Terri Lyn Stanfield
1/19/2001