Bad luck

Trouble when it finds you, will often come in threes, All sorts of trouble may come your way, in varying degrees. 1. So, you arm yourself with lucky charms, as you walk into the world, You slip on ice upon your doorstep, and through the air your hurled. You land upon the concrete step, in a fit of pain, Next time you will check for ice and try not to slip again. 2. You cross a field and down a track, as you open wide the gate, A bull has seen you and it charges; it’s time to face your fate. He gets you in the rear end, with his pointy horn. Your more worried about your trousers, that the angry bull has torn. You try to make light of the situation, and what the bull has done, It’s hard to see the bright side, with a horn stuck up your bum. 3. You’re standing at the bus stop, but you need the public loo, You spend a penny and wash your hands, then rejoin the queue. Giggles and whispers from behind, you get a drafty breeze, An unsettling feeling is felt, from just above your knees. A person standing behind you, informs you that you need to glance, Because as you came out of the loo, you tucked your dress, inside your pants. Now that it is over, and your now within the clear, Being bruised and battered, with embarrassing comments in your ear. Was not much fun but now it’s over, and you can go your way, To have bad luck and a disaster happen, again some other day.