{"id":382,"date":"2013-06-09T21:06:40","date_gmt":"2013-06-10T04:06:40","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/?p=382"},"modified":"2022-01-28T10:00:02","modified_gmt":"2022-01-28T18:00:02","slug":"0609","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/2013\/06\/09\/0609\/","title":{"rendered":"0609"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone\" src=\"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/images\/062013\/0609.png\" \/><\/p>\n<p>0609<br \/>\nJean&#8217;s my golden ticket<\/p>\n<p><strong>I&#8217;ve Got a Golden Ticket<\/strong><br \/>\nBy Roald Dahl<\/p>\n<p>I never thought my life could be<br \/>\nAnything but catastrophe<br \/>\nBut suddenly I begin to see<br \/>\nA bit of good luck for me<\/p>\n<p>&#8216;Cause I&#8217;ve got a golden ticket<br \/>\nI&#8217;ve got a golden twinkle in my eye<\/p>\n<p>I never had a chance to shine<br \/>\nNever a happy song to sing<br \/>\nBut suddenly half the world is mine<br \/>\nWhat an amazing thing<\/p>\n<p>&#8216;Cause I&#8217;ve got a golden ticket<br \/>\nIt&#8217;s ours, Charlie<br \/>\nI&#8217;ve got a golden sun up in the sky<\/p>\n<p>I never thought I&#8217;d see the day<br \/>\nWhen I would face the world and say<br \/>\nGood morning, look at the sun<br \/>\nI never thought that I would be<br \/>\nSlap in the lap of luxury&#8217;<br \/>\nCause I&#8217;d have said it couldn&#8217;t be done<br \/>\nBut it can be done<\/p>\n<p>I never dreamed that I would climb<br \/>\nOver the moon in ecstasy<br \/>\nBut nevertheless, it&#8217;s there that I&#8217;m<br \/>\nShortly about to be<\/p>\n<p>&#8216;Cause I&#8217;ve got a golden ticket<br \/>\nI&#8217;ve got a golden chance to make my way<br \/>\nAnd with a golden ticket, it&#8217;s a golden day<\/p>\n<p>Good morning, look at the sun&#8217;<br \/>\nCause I&#8217;d have said it couldn&#8217;t be done<br \/>\nBut it can be done<\/p>\n<p>I never dreamed that I would climb<br \/>\nOver the moon in ecstasy<br \/>\nBut nevertheless, it&#8217;s there that I&#8217;m<br \/>\nShortly about to be<\/p>\n<p>&#8216;Cause I&#8217;ve got a golden ticket&#8217;<br \/>\nCause I&#8217;ve got a golden ticket<br \/>\nI&#8217;ve got a golden chance to make my way<br \/>\nAnd with a golden ticket, it&#8217;s a golden day<\/p>\n<button class=\"responsivevoice-button\" type=\"button\" title=\"ResponsiveVoice Tap to Start\/Stop Speech\" data-rvtts-action=\"speak\" data-rvtts-text=\"0609 Jean&#039;s my golden ticket I&#039;ve Got a Golden Ticket By Roald Dahl I never thought my life could be Anything but catastrophe But suddenly I begin to see A bit of good luck for me &#039;Cause I&#039;ve got a golden ticket I&#039;ve got a golden twinkle in my eye I never had a chance to shine Never a happy song to sing But suddenly half the world is mine What an amazing thing &#039;Cause I&#039;ve got a golden ticket It&#039;s ours, Charlie I&#039;ve got a golden sun up in the sky I never thought I&#039;d see the day When I would face the world and say Good morning, look at the sun I never thought that I would be Slap in the lap of luxury&#039; 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