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The Song Challenge:   Sometimes I Feel Like Felon, Sometimes I Don't (Hurricane, Utah) - Inmate Brian McCluskey, serving a one-year jail sentence for attempted possession of methaphetamine, believed he had found heaven at the Purgatory Correctional Facility. A bag of M&Ms he earned for helping with chores at the jail was thought to be the million-dollar winner of a national contest.  Deputy Julie Pugmire gave the candy to McCluskey as a reward for helping her pass out commissary items. When he opened the bag, the 27-year-old found candies that were sky blue, white, purple - colors he'd never seen before. Other inmates told him he might have won M&Ms' "Fix-Up the Mix-Up" contest, which they had seen advertised on television.  Sheriff Kirk Smith told The Associated Press that he was sure that the inmate had won the contest. "We're confident he has the bag advertised as the winning bag. It was put in property then given to his wife."  But Mars Inc., said that only one of the bags has a game piece that identifies the winner. The million others get a 16 ounce bag of candy.   The bag was being kept in a safe-deposit box until it was authenticated. The Mars company later said that McCluskey wasn't the Grand Prize Winner after all -- only one of a million First Prize winners -- who only get a free bag of M&M's, not the million dollars McCluskey thought he'd won. 

Sometimes I Feel Like A Felon, Sometimes I Don't by Áine
(Tune: Too-Ra-Loo-Ra-Loo-Ra)

Well, the guard she gave me candy,
For handing out some chips,
And when I opened up the bag,
There was joy upon my lips,
For the first time in my life now
I thought I'd won the prize,
And the sheriff wished me good luck,
But the warden's words were lies.

In the bag were blues and purples,
Wrapped around the chocolate parts,
And a game piece that said, "Winner!",
That thrilled my convict heart,
Then the warden, he said, "Trust me,"
"Put your treasure in my safe."
I looked in his eyes, but all I saw,
Was a friendly, smiling face.

Well, he called my wife and told her,
"There's a million to be had."
"But it's up to you, sweet Jenny,"
"What will happen to your lad."
She said, "Go and call the papers,"
"While I dig out my passport,"
"And we'll spend all his money,"
"Before I take him into court."

Well, the warden went on vacation,
On the day I was to win,
And my lawyer came, what a surprise,
Still I waited with a grin,
But when the steel door opened,
Melted chocolate filled the floor,
Handing me the summons, the lawyer said,
"Now you're single, but still poor!"

As I sit here reading postcards,
From the warden and my wife,
I know that crime it doesn't pay,
And that greed can change your life,
Oh my sides are sore from laughing,
For my plan it did not fail,
See, those fools are stuck with each other now,
But, I'll soon be out of jail!

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