Winning
Winning all the time,
everywhere.
Lots of different prizes,
all shapes and sizes.
£5000 @ 3 o’clock;
a hand-held television set,
just because of getting it right.
So many chances to win,
strike it lucky, just by being here.
No cheating, no time to lose:
the jackpot is waiting,
the coins are rushing towards you.
Gold medals too.
Lots of awards for being so good,
the winner, the best, a lucky old soul;
the first, the fastest, top of the class.
In a league of your own,
triumphant hero scores again.
Come on, come on,
let someone else have a go!
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