For the past two weeks, our department has entered the Euro Millions lottery.
For past two weeks, our department has remained open and fully staffed; suggesting zero pounds have been won on the Euro Millions lottery, and there have been no resignations from new millionaires.
Nobody in Europe is yet to win the lottery, either, so it is another rollover. We were debating whether to do another syndicate. To help us decide if we should continue throwing our money down a metaphorical continental drain, I wrote the following poem…
We didn’t win the Euros
We don’t have any luck
I’m not going to play again
Cos I don’t give a monkeys
I’ve just heard there’s a rollover
It may be worth a punt
We don’t want to lose our chance
As I would feel a silly billy
The syndicate organiser decided against emailing this to every member of the department.
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October 14, 2014 - 1:51 pmYour poem doesn’t rhyme