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I know this is a bit long but I thought it was a cute poem!

 

 

I Found a Four-Leaf Clover

by Jack Prelutsky

 

I found a four-leaf clover

and was happy with my find,

but with time to think it over,

I’ve entirely changed my mind.

I concealed it in my pocket,

safe inside a paper pad,

soon, much swifter than a rocket,

my good fortune turned to bad.

 

I smashed my fingers in a door,

I dropped a dozen eggs,

I slipped and tumbled to the floor,

a dog nipped both my legs,

my ring slid down the bathtub drain,

my pen leaked on my shirt,

I barked my shin, I missed my train,

I sat on my dessert.

 

I broke my brand-new glasses,

and I couldn’t find my keys,

I stepped in spilled molasses,

and was stung by angry bees.

When the kitten ripped the curtain,

and the toast burst into flame,

I was absolutely certain

that the clover was to blame.

 

I buried it discreetly

in the middle of a field,

now my luck has changed completely,

and my wounds have almost healed.

If I ever find another,

I will simply let it be,

or I’ll give it to my brother—

he deserves it more than me.

 

 

Done