Poem; The luck of the Devil!

Have you ever had one
Of those weeks, where nothing
Goes right, and you cry in the night?
First, my budgie, Joseph Boy died,
I miss his chirps and his talk,
And, when I walk into the room,
It is filled with gloom.
Then my oven broke down,
Just as I was going to get dinner,
Mind you, without those oven chips
I am no thinner!
Ok, I say, what's next, there must
Be three in a row, and would you know,
My microwave started playing up,
I had, had enough!
But wait, there's more for me in store,
The man building my garden fence,
Just up and went, not finishing off,
So I phoned him, yes he'd be there
Tomorrow, but to my dismay
The stain ran off the gate in the rain.
My new glasses case broke in half,
Which gave my friend a laugh!
She said, "I've read of people like you,
Who have the meanest of luck,
But cheer up, Christmas is coming!"

Augustine Nash.