It’s not that I don’t believe in luck-
my daddy always said,
even a blind hog will find an acorn.
has always been in short supply
working so hard,
I don’t know come here from sic’em.
So I keep my head down
and plow along
feeling rode hard and put up wet.
Spending my last dollar
at the lottery counter,
hoping that acorn will finally turn up.
*** writing poetry using idioms for the dVerse prompt -used 3 of my favorite southern phrases!