Do you walk under a ladder? To you, does broken mirror matter?
A black cat crosses paths with you
And when it does what do you do?
Do you avoid a sidewalk crack?
Afraid you’ll break your momma’s back?
Where did these superstitions start?
Beliefs like this set us apart
Our forebears passed them down to us
And carry on, I feel we must
These rituals can bring some peace
Or, entertain us at the least
So I indulge them now I’m older
I’ll throw some salt over my shoulder
Knock on wood when I’m too cocky
Fingers crossed when life gets rocky
There’s times things might seem inauspicious
Though often logic serves to fix this
But when bad luck makes me suspicious
I am NOT “super”, just a little “stitious”...