Sister custodian sittin' on the stairs,
Scratchin' at a lotto ticket,
Dreamin' of dollars.
Oh! The joy,
That a dollar
And a penny presents.
Only when nothing matches,
Nothing equals the sum
That you dread the dime dropped
On the product
Of worthless paper and filings.
The small moments bring you back;
Five won times one more.
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