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They say our president has stuck / Above his good wife's door / The sign provocative of luck -- / A horseshoe -- nothing more.
Be hushed, O party hates, the while / That emblem lingers there, / And thou, dear fates, propitious smile / Upon the wedded pair.
I've tried the horseshoe's weird intent / And felt its potent joy -- / God bless you, Mr. President, / And may it be a boy.