Poem – Lady Luck

We have all met her in, 

Our lives some not so many, 

She is the bearer of good, 

Tidings or an extra penny.
From winning on a scratch card, 

A maximum bid on ebay, 

Your lottery numbers come up, 

To pay for your wedding day.
Like the roll of the dice, 

To the shuffle of the deck, 

Putting your money were your mouth, 

Is by sticking out your neck.
We can make our own so, 

I’ve heard but can’t just pluck, 

Her out of the air she has, 

To come calling our friend Lady Luck. 

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