Very Superstitious ?

Tho I doubt superstitions I’m still not taking any chances, I dodge walking through the middle when a ladder advances

If a black cat walks right infront of me I would worry allday & be paranoid that something bad was gonna come my way
Number thirteen now that’s supposed to be ill-fated so until the thirteenth has passed I feel a trifle aggitated

These inauspicious tales from oh so long ago telling us of tough luck shibboleths, the superstitions we know...are they real or simply fantasy from old wives tales, well I’m not taking any risks so when all else fails

I shall never break a mirror, search high & low for a rabbit’s foot...I will pickup any pennies off the ground when I am onroute...Never travel on the thirteenth, stay inside my garden gate coz tho I am not superstitious well I’m not tempting fate