The Thirteenth

If the thirteenth’s on Friday,
As it is today,
Don’t allow a black cat
To walk into your way.

Keep umbrellas shut tight
Until you are outside
And if ladders are near,
Caution must be applied.

Toss some salt past your shoulder,
But only the left
And if you break a mirror,
You should be bereft.

For this date is unlucky
To those who believe
In these strange superstitions
And the hype they receive.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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Slaughter Avatar
September 15, 2024 at 10:54 AM
Good one, Ilene. Maybe it's all just "bad press". I'm not really superstitious, but I still tend not to do very much on a Friday the 13th.
Rigoler Avatar
September 15, 2024 at 4:05 AM
All of which I have cast to the wind of ignorance and happy indifference! / Maurice
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