17 Is the Lucky Number
17 is the Lucky Number, I believe so.
Odd 17 shrugs at me, saying, “Please make me do."
The Holy Book, there as I found before.
17 times, He mentioned love, quite a metaphor!
Weeping Willow missed empath in reason
"Mercy, no Weakness!", warns blooming season!
Voices echoed in a Friday sermon
"Mercy!" They advised 17, " No, premonition."
17! Two times a high-five! And I got a Ten!
An incidental talk, an aura , then!
17 is a Lucky Number. Fact. Idyllic.
Not insane and neither alcoholic.
Mislead or Dead ones, 17 times in Holy Book
And know this! Playing wildest guess it took!
17th president! While lamenting for Lincoln!
Lincoln, never dead! So strong a vision!
I was supine, Lord! In veneration!
7-24-2019
17 is the Lucky Number - Rhyme Poetry Contest
Theme: Faithful Fear
Sponsored by: Lu Loo
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