Got No Lucky Shoes

Got no lucky shoes, and I got no magic ring;
Got some silly stories, though, and songs I like to sing.
Got no magic wishbone, got no lucky sox,
But I can think my way, my friend, right out of a box.
Some say I’m peculiar, others say I’m weird,
But folks like me are treasures—not something to be feared.

© 2021 by Magical Mystical Teacher

Posted on October 13, 2021, in light verse, Poets & Storytellers United, Rhyming poetry and tagged , . Bookmark the permalink. 7 Comments.

  1. Bravo! Luv your with and your rhyming


  2. Delightful insouciance! The ability to think well is a great gift indeed, and unfortunately rare. I only know you onscreen, but I certainly treasure your verses! And the photos you share, too.

  3. Peculiar and weird is just another way of saying uniquely (and differently) prepared, methinks.

  4. How wonderful … it should be set to music!!!!

  5. Nice rhyme, it rings. Yes, you have become a treasure to me,
    we have been posting together for a long, long, time.

  6. Yep you”re a treasure )

  7. You don’t need no lucky talisman, Teach; you be talented. I don’t know if you’re ‘peculiar’ or ‘weird’ (or both) (or neither) but you are indeed a treasure I treasure. Thanks.

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