Won Here So Come And Peer!

Humans really are sheep. All you need to do is go meep meep. Or would that be the Road Runner? Bah, going with sheep is funner. For in you herd at the drop of a word.

$10,000 winning ticket sold here.
Someone bought it that was near.
This place is so great.
We sold a big ticket, mate.

Wowee. That is cool.
Let us be ever the fool.
We will come and buy and buy.
Surely that is going to fly.

The place has luck.
Pfffft pass the buck.
A fake word for sheep.
Back to the meep meep.

There's the draw.
Fingernails you gnaw.
Whoops, you lost.
Tickets can be tossed.

It was just a fluke.
I want to be as rich as a duke.
That place has such luck.
I'll go spend many more a buck.

Here we go.
It will win, I know.
That place done it before.
It has to have an encore.

Spinning, spinning, spinning.
Damn it. I'm not winning.
That place won before.
It has to have an encore.

I'll try again.
I'll buy ten.
Now I have to win.
To not to would be a sin.

I lost it all.
Baa is my call.
Or would that be meep meep?
Can't keep track of so many sheep.

Sheep can't do math.
Bank account suffers wrath.
As in goes to zero, zilch, nadda.
But they still believe the yadda, yadda.

Ever notice nuts flocking to a place after a win? Math class clearly must have done them in. The odds of winning are the exact same. Sorry to burst your bubble or put out your flame. But they are the exact same as they were last week, last year, last whatever. That place may win again...never. No such thing as a lucky store. All right, now I'm done at my shore. Ever go buy because of a winning mass? Better not tell my little rhyming ass.

Experience spring, have a fling.