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Sunday, 24 March 2013

Power Ball Poem for the unlucky winner

The Power ball win
The winner is under heat
People need their cash

They hammer the door
The power ball rolls along
It's weight is crushing

Like the scene when Jones
Runs from the giant boulder
The power ball rolls

Now there is nowhere
Accountants and criminals
The pressure too much

The winner explodes
The public fueled this death
Via a stealth tax

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