Superstitions in Limericks

What lovely day is it today
Friday thirteenth I hear you say
Bad luck for some
Keep out of the sun
And wait until it is Saturday
 
I once found an old horse shoe
Hung it on the wall, as you do
The luck escaped
Because I had draped
It open side down and askew
 
 
Be careful with that mirror
To break it will bring horror
Shattered and broken
Be more than heartbroken
Your luck will shrink to a glimmer
 
When you sneeze you may be blessed
Your evil spirits have regressed
Spread your germs
Science confirms
You really should be cursed
 
A wish bone is not lucky for chickens
The way  they're treated really sickens
Killed, plucked and cooked
Welfare over looked
All that is left are the pickings