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Where is the luck?

you promised me via email?
I forwarded as suggested, then
meditated, candle
burning at both ends.

Friends adapt
less easily to changes
in fortune than in health.
Covered dishes left at the door

for the lottery winner?
I don't think so. Please
pass on this prayer, make
10 copies, then hit Send.