Four Leaf Clover Fiona
Four leaf clover Fiona was a lucky Irish lass
Boys asked her out, but she always took a pass
She had large goals, and wanted to get things done
Having six boy cousins, she knew they were not a lot of fun.
But some boys are truly special, her older sister said.
I am only seventeen, she said, don’t change my mind or head.
There are many years between now and when I go to the other place.
Right now, I can barely keep up with my own self-imposed pace.
Fiona was in clover leaders of the world, and on a robotics team.
She had designed a specialized drone, and a new flying machine.
Fiona was a scientist, a writer, an artist, a woman with an active mind.
She was not on the hunt for a man, difficult to find a similar kind.
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