I must have broken too many mirrors
On my way to the football ground
I spotted a solitary Magpie
then a Black cat crossed my path
and it gave me the Evil Eye.
That morning a Bat flew into my home
which made me spill salt onto the floor
on my out I walked under a ladder
and the Horseshoe was upturned on the door.
This season I've broken several mirrors
opened up umbrellas indoors as well
stepped on many cracks on pavements
and had dreams about Ravens and Hell.
But surely this is just silly superstition
and on my club I haven't laid a curse?
But then again it may explain why this season
my football team have gone from bad to worse!
poem by Kevin Halls
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