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I was rolling dice for 50k, and I decided to write a little poem about it...well, why not? It turned out to be the longest poem I've ever written, but it's not that long. -posts-

36, 36,
Don't know who it picks,
But I hope it's me
As I collect with glee
My lovely 50k
And as I spend my 50k
On things this night and next day
I hope they won't beg
Or I shall break someone's leg
Over my lovely 50k
But I will have to pay their bills
And I will end up working in mills
And sell my 50k
On Ebay.
Goodbye, my lovely 50k
Darn, I ran out of rhymes
For these boring no-life times
But I still have to hope
And I still have to cope
For my lovely 50k
So as we roll the dice
And hope they will be nice
And let us get 36
So I won't have to mix
All these horrible rhymes
For these no-life times
And for my lovely 50k

wahmbulance wahmbulance wahmbulance wahmbulance wahmbulance wahmbulance