Trifolium Repens

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Locked at the legs my feet don't walk they only grow down

 
Gobble up the light the suns my clock and my homes the ground 

I grow deeper then most

 
By my small fourth close

 
I'm good fortune some know

 
I show demons to those

 
Who have crossed my cloves

 
One in ten thousand I grow 

Wonder threw the dirt beneath

 
I'm no good to the plants near me

 
With wishes on my sleeves

 
For the superstitious thieves

 
Im broken from the safety of the ground

 
I'm building an escape stuck the the earth

 
Come sit and find me on my tiny perch

 
Take a clover home and see what it's worth 

I grow deeper then most

 
By my small fourth clove

 
I'm good fortune some know

 
I show demons to those

 
Who have crossed my cloves

 
One in ten thousand I grow