Midnight Raffle

I put my nickel
In the raffle of the night.
Somehow that raffle
Didn’t turn out right.

I lost my nickel.
I lost my time.
I got back home
Without a dime.

When I dropped that nickel
In the subway slot,
I wouldn’t have dropped it,
Knowing what I got.

I could just as well’ve
Stayed home inside:
My bread wasn’t buttered
On neither side.