![]() Thirteen Lucky Black CatsA Poem by Laura E. Aranda![]() Written on a whim for Fran Marie's crazy 13 contest....![]() One is the loneliest With her heart on her sleeve Two heads are better than one So she sighed and decided to leave
Three on a match Viewed the cruel world all around As the four winds circled No cove of peace could be found
High Five just whistled at the sight No one payed him any attention They all knew High Five was high as a kite About to be six feet under
Seven Wonders about the ways of life What is the magic behind the eight ball No worries, no fears, no strife Just chillin' on cloud nine
Ten pins down bowling lane She waited to play the eleventh hour Ignoring the cry of her alcohol pain Her heart telling her it was time for the twelve step program
Oh, Yes! How could we resist Lucky Thirteen, Lucky Thirteen, who would have been surely missed Being born in the Fourteenth Century and all...
The Fifteenth Ammendment What is that again? I don't care, It is my Sweet Sixteen Does it have something to do with killing men?
As long as I am not Seventeen Forever 'Cuz when I hit Eighteen! I can vote but then Here comes that Nineteenth Nervous Breakdown Who is my next of kin?
Written in the year twenty8twelve
© 2008 Laura E. ArandaAuthor's Note
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Added on September 13, 2008Last Updated on September 15, 2008 Author![]() Laura E. ArandaTXAboutOut beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing there is a field. I'll meet you there. Rumi You can't wake a person who is pretending to be asleep. ~Navajo Proverb One of my favorite po.. more..Writing
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