I spotted her first
Over my news paper
In the other compartment
Across the track
Luck was going the other way
Several times again
In the exam hall
At the movies
At the games
Ofcourse with cards
Or simply strolling the mall
Luck, and her charismatic companion
Jackpot
Were always turning the other corner
Always going the other way
Luck was going the other way
On the up escalator
As I rode the down
Always
I decided then to visit her
With all my cards
And a brave smile on my face
I was to go and visit the Lady
But just then at my door I found
Miss Fortune.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An easy flowing satire...love it.