Luck from an early bird

I saw a 4-leafed clover in a bird’s beak.
“If you spy me and guess my name,
Then you’ll win the four leaf clover game,”
Quoth robin redbreast on the grass;
Then, before a minute passed,
I guessed that she was “Leprechaun,”
And thus my St. Patrick’s Day went on:

She handed me the clover in her beak
And said, “For 24 hours, luck seeks
Out everything for you,
For that is what four leaf clovers do.”

At 10, a hiring manager called me
To offer my best yet salary;
At noon, my lunch came with free cake,
And I gave it away to a little girl
Who said, “You’re the nicest lady in the world.”

At 3 I lifted in the gym
Stronger than I’d ever been
And even my waist looked fit and trim.

At 5, I went to my physical
And found my high cholesterol
Was down, and I had a fully healed ACL.

My favorite programs were on tv that night
And I watched them with my sweetheart till
We turned out the light.

The very next day I forgot my alarm.
Late the first day, my new job was gone.
I ate chips and cake and grumbled along
Skipped the gym, and nothing good was on.

The four leaf clover was wilted,
But my sweetheart said,
“Let it alone, and come to bed.”