Luck

Amazed I have no brain damage,

Just lucky I suppose…

Bowing down to gin and tonics,

Ramming straws way up my nose.

I used expired can goods,

In recipes, I’d botch…

The infinite cigarette butts,

That fell into my crotch…

I did the splits in high school;

Again when older, on a banana peel.

As I approach the age of seventy,

My concepts of luck are real.