Born into despair
A life without luck or mirth
An unlucky soul
Calamity Jane
Mother left when she was three
Abusive father
Each day a struggle
With no people to call friends
Crying in her bed
On her tenth birthday
Locked in a closet alone
Not a single gift
And six years later
She lost her keys to the car
No places to go
Or lover to see
Only a leg in a cast
From falling down stairs
At twenty one years
She was hit by a trucker
And left in the streets
Then there came a man
All splattered with blood and muck
Trip to the ER
He was on his way
They knew them both by their names
Jane and Hank you see
Realized the call
When they both fell unconscious
Staring at the clock
Woke up in a daze
One bed from one another
Sitting and staring
Into their blue eyes
Wondering why it was so
Why they were in love
The truth was the worst
A life of calamity
They were bound to live
Rained on their wedding
On their anniversary
Dogs ate all the food
And on the drive home
A flat tire in the rain
Could not stop their love
At sixty years old
On a flight from Mexico
They died in a crash
Not a soul noticed
When both their flights didn’t land
In los angeles
Hank loved calamity Jane
Even though she’s cursed
He still worshiped her footsteps
As they stumbled past
Didn’t mind the rain
As it ruined their wedding
Didn’t mind the dogs
As they ate all of their food
Not a care you see
His life was a wreck
Before he met his dear Jane
The love of his life
Meaningless and droll
Quietly writing his name
In a black notebook
Just wondering when
Something would come in his life
And change his fortune
Acne on his face
During his seniors year shot
Ridicule came
Mother who was dead
Father who was a drinker
Stinking of whiskey
Beating his brother
Crying out for some guidance
But nothing did come
Crying in sadness
Listening to the anguish
Of a poor sibling
Born alone a cold
Crying for someone to hold
Just someone to love
A life misfortune
That had no chance from the start
A hurricane Hank
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