Lucky Dog

That's pretty!

I will throw some sea salt over my own head
Sprinkle flour to keep Satan off my doorstep

And these are the habits that I can't understand
My rational reflexes stupefy
My super superstitious contraband

Chinese charms with concave mirrors peer off my sill
Special stones and crystal bones protect me until

My mind overcomes the myth of my whispering behemoth
I'll never walk under a ladder
Be careful your mirrors don't shatter
I'll never walk under a ladder
Be careful

I add to my copper corner
Lucky pennies, turquoise, and fool's gold
I light up my ghost-town sage
Water glasses, oils, a witch's orb
I'll never itch my palm
Here's to my lucky dog



Credits
Writer(s): Jack Peter Inslee, Odetta Bess Hartman
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