Quatrain of No Luck
No Luck - can't find reason
Tis of thee, no luck at all, I
cannot find common sense
or what tis in thy
head,
I've use a pick and shovel with
willing force, jack hammered
ideas, but they're
dead.
Tis there no way to shine light
on forsaken thought, no
mind cavity to
explore?
Goodness, why is it, you came
into this world, with nothing
to add to the
decor.
Yorktown Disciple
No Luck - can't find reason
Tis of thee, no luck at all, I
cannot find common sense
or what tis in thy
head,
I've use a pick and shovel with
willing force, jack hammered
ideas, but they're
dead.
Tis there no way to shine light
on forsaken thought, no
mind cavity to
explore?
Goodness, why is it, you came
into this world, with nothing
to add to the
decor.
Yorktown Disciple
Order # 4587
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