The luck of the... Germans? A 4-leaf clover.

Try as I might, as a kid, I only ever found one four leaf clover. If memory serves me correctly, which it seldom does these days, I ate the silly thing. 

Why?  Why not?

Robby was out playing with the neighbor boy, Ryan, tonight when he came in all amped up about finding the mythical fauna.  However, he was equally juiced about it last night when we were out playing football in the back yard, but he didn't pick it and indeed, lost the location of the beacon of untold luck and riches.

Tonight, he was much more keen on capturing his treasure. He came into the house declaring that he had found the clover that the world searches for, and was clutching it in his grubby little cabbage-collectors!

So?  What did he wish for?  Dunno...  probably McNuggets and a super sized fry.