Kill the angels of the storm!
Mute that blasted silver horn!

Leave me alone with my T.V. meal.
I want to see them spin that wheel.

Win the prizes or take the cash,
Door one's empty, don't be so rash!

Now it's time for the daily double.
Bet it all? Now you're in trouble.

That chair's worth fifty, but you said ten.
Yet you thought that price was right again.

Why is that I waste my time
And wish for money, cars, and wine?

11/05/2003

Posted on 07/14/2005
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