I Found a Penny on the Ground

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I Found a Penny on the Ground by Kenn Nesbitt

I found a penny on the ground
and thought it might bring luck.
And so I tried to pick it up
but found that it was stuck.

I pulled a little harder but
it wasn’t any use.
I went and got a crowbar.
Still, I couldn’t pry it loose.

I whacked it with a hammer
till, at last, I got it free,
but accidentally struck my thumb,
and tripped and skinned my knee.

A dog then chased me down the street
as it began to rain.
I almost got run over by
a taxi and a train.

I slammed into a garbage can
which covered me in crud.
And, just before I made it home,
I slipped and fell in mud.

At last, I climbed in bed,
then felt a headache coming on.
I couldn’t sleep at all that night.
I tossed and turned till dawn.

That penny brought me luck alright,
but all the luck was bad.
It left me bruised and beaten and
extremely sore and sad.

I knew I had to dump that penny
one way or another.
I’m feeling so much better since
I gave it to my brother.