Four leaved clover

The girl stood at the top of the tower

Oblivious of the pouring shower

Her eyes on the four leaved clover

For it would bring her into luck's bower

She clambered down to the ladder's foot

The four-leaved clover to plunder and loot

Suddenly a lad cried; O lass so fine

This four leaved clover is mine

No laddie; she cried; it was I

Who sighted it first;Hand it over without a hue or cry

Oh lassie! he chuckled; I'll tear it apart

And give it  to you with all my heart

Nay,she said; I want it whole

Hook and sinker;line and soul

And so;they went on and on

Tugging the clover's leaves; like a prawn

Till the lucky clover broke

Into pieces,O; what a joke!

So, if you want lady luck on your side

You must'nt fight for your pride

Or you'll end up with nothing over

Like the lass and the laddie; with the four-leaved clover.