Luck
Intangible, but it's everywhere Unfair, unjust Yet always there
Ruthless and blind Killer of dreams Twisted in mind Worse than it seems
A sign, a star, or A rabbit's foot Letters and numbers And how they're put
Hymns and omens And a chicken leg Prayers' belief in Gods they beg
Chances of getting Run by a truck Inside my home Is what I call luck.
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