Word of the Day - Clover

The four leaves were actually three, once upon a time. You take scissors to them, and suddenly one pedal is two, and then you trim the edges so it looks rounded; sell them on street corners and laugh when people pay a quarter for a three leaf gone rogue. It's just...amusing, I guess. People think they bring luck. I've broken up with every boy who gave me a clover, for luck. Kept all the ones who tried to kill me, though.