It's A Lottery

It isn't a question of numbers;
It isn't a matter of chance:
If you go to the till,
You are footing the bill
For a season of classical dance.

It isn't a moment of magic;
It doesn't add up to a lot:
When you flip them a quid,
You are making your bid
To protect all our castles from rot.

It can't be a genuine gamble;
It won't be incredible luck:
When you pay through your nose,
You'll be pampering those
Who are minting their brass in your muck.

It isn't an innocent flutter;
It won't be a desperate throw -
For Noel and Cilla
With flannel or filla
Are out for your count on their show.

You might get a whiff of the boodle,
You may see a star in the sky,
But when you get back
To your personal sack,
Double-check that your cardboard is dry.

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From the book Tony Blair reminds me of a budgie

The first winner of the National Lotterycould be a multi-millionaire. The Lottery
has been set up to help charity and the arts.