N-o more Friday the 13th,
I-t's a lucky Saturday;
N-ew dawn has broken,
A-s the dusk fades away.
K-iss the mist goodbye,
R-aindrops disappear;
I-nclement clime turns fine,
S-kyline above is clear.
E-arly fourteenth January
L-ets the sun shine in heaven;
Y-our birthday has come,
N-o more Friday the 13th.
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