"The Winner Loser" - Bahamas AI Art
©A. Derek Catalano
I Won the Lotto but Now I'm Broke
The Golden Ticket
The ticket sat upon the dash, a slip of yellow hue,
I didn’t think the numbers picked would actually come through.
But then the draw began at ten, the spheres began to roll,
And every digit matched my own, ignite my very soul!
I screamed so loud the neighbors knocked, I danced upon the floor,
A hundred million dollars—maybe even a little more.
I quit my job with zero grace, I tossed the boss my keys,
I’m headed for the tropics now, to catch a salty breeze.
The Rush of Gold
The bank account was overflowing, zeros in a line,
I bought a watch of solid gold that made the sunlight shine.
A mansion on a grassy hill with twenty-seven rooms,
And gardens filled with exotic plants and rare, expensive blooms.
I bought a fleet of Italian cars that roar like mountain cats,
I filled my closets up with silks and designer shoes and hats.
The "friends" I hadn't seen in years came knocking at my gate,
I bought them dinners, drinks, and trips—I thought the life was great.
The Downward Slide
But money has a funny way of melting in the sun,
When every day is "treat yourself" and everything is fun.
I didn’t check the balance sheets, I didn't track the flow,
I thought the well would never dry, I didn't want to know.
The taxes came, the lawsuits bloomed, the cousins asked for loans,
The mansion started crumbling down, I heard it in its bones.
A million here for "business deals" that turned to dust and air,
A million there for parties held with people who didn't care.
