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Apr 2018
Have you ever been stuck like Chuck in the muck?

Feeling like a sitting duck always getting plucked, can never hold on to a buck.

You look at other people you're awestruck.

They look at you and see a schmuck.

You start thinking, bad luck is why my life's running amuck.

Until you look in the mirror, it's not luck I just ****.

Then you look at your life and want to upchuck.

Well, when you are tired of saying yuck and waiting on good luck.

Then it's time to look up, get off your duff and truck cause there's no such thing as luck.

There's A Reason For The Seasons.
Written by
Milton Robertson  60/M/St. Louis, Mo.
(60/M/St. Louis, Mo.)   
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