We make our own luck.
Must be true
If mine was shop-bought I would sue.
If manufacturers are liable
For products that are unreliable
I clearly let my standards slip
For this is shoddy workmanship.
Fortune's most capricious daughter
Turns my wine back into water,
Always late,
Won't start on hills,
Gets drunk and falls off windowsills.
She comes on strong,
And comes unstuck
But I've grown fond of.
Lady Luck !
Juzzzy
'Tis the way of the world.
Being shat on by a bird is not "lucky" - it is merely being shat on by a bird.
There is no such thing as a lucky rabbit's foot - for the now becrutched rabbit informs us that it thinks //not//, thanks very much.
Still, it is Wednesday, so I'd best buy that lottery ticket.