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Lucky
I sat above the clouds up high Fixed gaze upon the stars To ponder with my Rabbit’s Foot And mull particulars
To look into my Wishing Well Slim chance, a place, so murky Then sudden twist, I took a chance Swayed fate to something quirky
Small hours crossed, I worried sick Now outcome in my favour Unwitting truths, a lucky break Success in my endeavours
My mascot keep, a stroke of luck Put back into my pocket Unlikelihood this rainy day I found my Golden Ticket