Unlucky
I’m why you’re unlucky
I’m why you don’t want to come out and play
I’m why life is sucky
I’m why you had a bad day.
I’m the reason we now only have one season
I’m the reason Titanic sank
I’m the reason you were charged with high treason
I’m the reason there’s no money in the bank.
My name is plain unlucky
I’m the poison that you drank
I’m the one that popped your rubber ducky
I’m the reason your page is blank.
Copyright © Shay Funk | Year Posted 2011
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