In Luck
In a world of misfortune, pain and grief- I find you, my sweet relief. When I feel I've lost my luck, I look straight down and give you a pluck- You have always been my four leaf clover, from the very beginning, And I will be your lucky penny, Infinitely, never ending. And together in this life, we can both agree, Neither of us could have found anyone else, and that's why we are so lucky!
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