Francis Duggan


To The One Who Found A Four Leaved Clover


You feel you are due for a turn of luck since you've found a four leaved clover
And things are looking good for you that your financial woes will soon be over
But finding a four leaved clover doesn't guarantee you luck just like sending a chain letter
It doesn't guarantee you that your future will be better.

A four leaved clover is a rarity by Nature herself created
And superstition has it that somehow to good luck it has been mated
But superstitions good or bad are a fallacy and they do seem antiquated
And in this age of advanced technology such thinking seems outdated.

On finding your so called good luck symbol don't feel overly excited
For the gullible down through history by the so called wise exploited
And in finding a four leaved clover it doesn't mean you've been anointed
As a tycoon of the future for you might be disappointed.

Submitted: Friday, February 01, 2008

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