Why is it so,
that I am always left behind?
Of course, why, hello!
dame luck has never been kind.
Why is it so,
that I am always without luck
although and always
I show a lot of pluck?
Dame luck, O dame luck,
why is it so?
Is it true-
are you my foe?
Share to care, Mr.pluck?
It's not fair, dame luck.
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Well conceived and elegantly penned in good rhyme scheme with artistic brilliance. An insightful creation. Thanks for sharing Shreshtha.
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