Luck and Wishes

I've rubbed all the lanturns, 
I've counted on all the stars,
My wish will never some true.

I've picked four leaf clovers,
I've snagged all the pennies,
My luck seems never to change.

My wishes will not come true,
My luck now will never change,
Unless I do it myself.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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