Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 From Bad to Good Luck

While walking to school one dark day,

A black cat close did cross my path,

A sign of bad luck, many say.

Later, I've got a test in math.

Of course this means that flunk I will,

Not being good at math at all.

The black cat curse, fate to fulfill.

Then came an event to forestall

My test taking, when suddenly

I could not breathe, and then passed out.

An ambulance was called for me.

No test for me today, no doubt.

So my path crossed by this cat black,

Good luck with allergy attack.