Good Days Truffle
When good day's
Are at a premium
2wice in 1 Day
Like Hail and Lightning
Run with them
Like Scissors in hand
Or singing in the rain
And stay up till midnight
Until tomorrow
Because this could be the luckiest you will ever be
And Everybody deserves a day off
Even naughty boy's and girls
And today just might be your lucky day Punk
So make hey
The Wiccan way
Luck Spells Truffles
Roll like Charlie Sheen
Take that Tiger outside for a Ride
When you feel luck tickles your underside
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