won
the publishers clearing house
sweepstakes
again.
four point five million smackeroos.
i use my Emily Wilson voice,
a creaky old
woman
who's a widow
and lives alone with her
cats
and ancient rotary dial
phone.
all i need to do is to get
my friend Betty
to drive
me over to Target to get
four hundred
dollars in gift cards,
and then the prize
will arrive tomorrow
afternoon.
i ask the nice man on
the phone
from Jamaica,
if him and his
delivery package
friends would like me to
make sandwiches and punch
for all of them?
tuna fish.
he says, that would be
wonderful, God Bless you,
mam.
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