Day 13: Friday the 13^th and so to push the envelope, this poem has 13 lines, 13 syllables, and is unrhymed, so that makes 13 as well.

Friday the 13^th

Are you superstitious?  Does thirteen bother you so?

Then skip this poem, or at the least protect yourself.

Bring along a lucky charm, say like a rabbit’s foot

Be sure not to break a mirror, or to spill some salt.

Don’t walk under ladder, to be safe from all harm.

Silly superstitions saturate society.

Numerology numbs the mind into a coma.

Horror-scopes honor happenstance to a high level.

Friday the 13^th has always been lucky for me.(Mwa?)

Spells, taboos, voodoo, tricks and treats, all fill up this date.

Horror pictures fulfill our fears as well as the books.

Scary scenes can be fun, but fear can also be bad.

I’m finished now! Nothing bad has happened, knock on wood!