It’s just my luck poem

It’s just my luck

That I dropped my mum’s favourite mug

It’s just my luck

That I had to walk our one-eyed pug

 

It’s just my luck

That I got told off by my mother

It’s just my luck

That I had to babysit my baby brother

 

It’s just my luck

That I got humiliated in front of my whole class

It’s just my luck

That I got suspended just because I laughed

 

It’s just my luck

That I failed in pretending to fall sick on a school day

It’s just my luck

That when my sister cleared the table she got paid

 

It’s just my luck

That I missed an open goal in football

It’s just my luck

That I couldn’t act as one of the seven dwarfs for I was too small

 

It’s just my luck

That Jason got to be head boy

It’s just my luck

That when I went for my lunch, the only thing left was bockchoy

 

It’s just my luck

That none of my friends could come to my sleepover

It’s just my luck

That when I mow the lawn a stone gets caught in the mower

 

It’s just my luck

That Kirsty McRae got a phone when she was nine

It’s just my luck

That dad hogged the Fifa 16 even though it was mine

 

It’s just my luck

That when I toast a marshmallow it gets burnt like it would with dragon’s fire

It’s just my luck

That I still have to go to school, though my grandparents can retire

 

It’s just my luck

That I dream about the ‘best prank ever!’ being played on me

It’s just my luck

That it tastes like I have worms in my mouth when I drink tea

 

It’s just my luck

That I when I try to light a match, the spark falls on my clothes

It’s just my luck

That when I try and swat a bee, it always ends up on my nose

 

It’s just my luck

That my teacher chose me to do litter duty

It’s just my luck

That my dad bought a three-wheeled car, and Tom’s dad: a brand new Suzuki

 

It’s just my luck

That Jude’s dad got him one thousand pounds for his birthday, for he was a king

It’s just my luck

That my mum only got me a book called ‘how to care for your things’

 

It’s just my luck

That my hamster died after three minutes in the cage

It’s just my luck

That when I even touch my friend Sam, he goes on a rage

 

It’s just my luck

That whenever I try and take a snack from the top shelf, my mum catches me

It’s just my luck

That whenever I try and sneak out to see my friends, dad always has the key

 

It’s just my luck

That when I do some carpentry, my thumb gets cut

It’s just my luck

That I’m not very lucky, but…

 

It’s just my luck

That I’m getting luckier now

It’s just my luck

That, that didn’t last for very long, so I put on a big frown

 

Words: 540, words to date: 9013

This poem is dedicated to Josh Nazombe for coming up with the idea for a poem about a unlucky boy/girl.

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