Written: February 3, 2004
Superstitions arise
black cats
don't step on the cracks.
What am I?
I am a superstition.
When I fall on Friday,
I am considered "unlucky"
Run, children, run!
Jason's about to come!
Beware, children, beware!
You are in for a real scare!
People like me.
To them, I'm lucky.
To them, Jason can do no harm.
What a shame!
But who's to blame?
When you see me,
do not fear me,
do not even scream.
What am I, you ask?
I am the one they call
Lucky 13!