To win the lottery would be wonderful.
To be a billionaire would be debonaire.
Everything would be blissful.
And the lack of money no longer a nightmare.
Why pity the rich having a bad time.
While directly and indirectly they are the boss.
Same problems but would give an awfull lot to make it mine.
No wonder so many living in a doss and at a total loss.
To purchase the winning ticket.
Would be the ultimate experience.
So much to encounter; so I'll submit it.
And with much publicity claim my wining entrance.
The world would be mine and the trappings of the rich.
Many a house would I buy; a car and chaufer.
Gardeners, cooks and butlers also, life would be a cinch.
Ventures to embark upon and hobbies to confer.
You Forgot
the plane and the yacht; as homes away from homes. :D
To right i'd have a dozen
To right i'd have a dozen of each of those too.
http://www.postpoems.org/authours/a.griffiths57