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There was a man named John
And he worked as a trucker, gone
Angry, bitter, full of spite
He'd ♥♥♥♥ ♥♥♥♥♥♥ by the roadside
One day he got bored and tired
Worn-out, his drive had expired
So he tried the lottery
And quit his job immediately
One day, lying on the floor
He hears the TV numbers roar
Lots of digits, spinning wide
But not a single one matched his side
The lottery's no complicated feat
But he picked the numbers that didn’t beat
Out of luck, with no more hope
He turned to slot machines to cope
He’d pull the lever, push and try
The sink became his bed nearby
And here’s a secret to admit
He pawned his wife to pay for it
Math was not his strongest suit
But 5x7 he thought was a hoot
But bad luck followed him, no chance
He died of AIDS, alone, in a ditch by chance