A Little Luck? What The Duck!

If there was ever a word thrown around that needs to get stuffed in the lost and found and never found, that would be luck! People use it when they win and when they suck.

Poor poor me.
I am just not lucky.
I am so sad.
Why is no luck had?

Because you sit on your ass,
And let it grow in mass,
Never lifting a finger,
Hoping luck will linger.

Oh no a mirror broke.
I think I might choke.
It is such bad luck.
I'd rather be hit by a hockey puck.

Then comes that frame of mind,
Again head up the behind.
Everything that happens is because of the mirror,
Maybe because they can no longer see clearer?

They are so lucky.
I wish to be their rubber ducky.
I want some of their luck.
Then I'd get many a buck.

Pfft they worked and got there,
Took the time at their lair.
Fortunate, maybe.
But luck had nothing to do with it at their sea.

I just have no luck.
I may as well get hit by a truck.
Goodbye life,
Luck won't even bring me a wife.

Well you had the same luck after and before,
The truck at your shore.
Just too dumb to wise up.
Need to take lessons from a pup.

I am feeling lucky today.
I will bet all my pay.
I will surely win.
Oopsy, broke at my bin.

Such a feeling is all in your head.
Yep, that is what I said.
Luck is a figment of your mind,
Or more to the point, something you pull out of your behind.

There we are a lucky rant at my bar. Unless born rich as you scream at high pitch, then luck is a load of crap. A word made up by a sap. But the cat could be wrong with his luck sass that came to pass. That lucky horseshoe may not be a bad case of gas that comes out my little rhyming ass.

Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.