Hope hangs on hiding bait
Ah hope, what an enduring bait!
It hides the hook to hibernate
Till chances come to knock
And ship anchors at dock,
Serene like storks hope opts to wait--
As clued as a clock clicks,
Tick-tock, tick-tock as ticks
Till luck bites on a distant date.
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Musings | 13.11.2025 | hope, humour, fate, limerick
Note: Indeed, luck is for him who hangs on in hope, hiding the bait. Luck only bites on the due date. But those that lose hope give up.
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