Good morning, Mr Magpie
One – two – three
Please don’t make
bad luck for me
I live at number thirteen
I’ve stepped on lots of cracks
My mirror’s broken and black cats
have run across my tracks
I sneezed three times
as I walked under a ladder
So please, Mr Magpie
don’t make me any sadder
I’ve got a four-leaved clover
And I’ve spat and spun around
I’ve kissed a rabbit’s foot
And picked up a penny I found
I’ve wished upon a star
crossed my fingers
knocked on wood
So please, Mr Magpie
let my luck be good.
—- (c) inkyjim —-
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