Friday the 13th, a day that some want to avoid, the black cat crossing my neighbour’s path, making them annoyed.

The Devil’s Dozen is causing havoc with his mind, avoiding breaking their mother’s back by stepping over every crack they find.

Not walking under ladders so that ghosts are not in his way, got to wear a four leaf clover to be lucky on this day.

One for sorrow, two for joy… searching for Mr. Magpie to salute to, won’t break a mirror as seven years of back luck before his soul becomes anew.


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