A short story in poetic form about my good friend Backways Sam.

With thanks to Ricardo Esquivel for use of the image (original can be seen in link).

My good friend Backways Sam
Invented a time machine
Now travels to the future
To see if he won the lottery
And if not saves some money
By coming back and avoiding
Buying the ticket to begin with
As for the past
Well that’s quite a blast
When forgetting where a phone
Or TV remote is

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