Where Is the Spell Checker?

I always thought I was lucky until I compared myself with Joyce. She had tons and tons of luck. By comparison I had a cup. Then I thought of Linda. She had no luck at all. She died young and I miss her.

So between Joyce and Linda, I'm like an alley cat that sniffs at the dumpster. Yes, a mouse is a mighty meal and a nap in the weeds isn't bad. If Linda were alive, we would laugh. The fates are both kind and cruel. I got a cup of kindness, dear Linda got a ton of gruel.

P.S. In the caption, the word should be "allowed" not "aloud." That's okay. My spelling isn't so hot either. Mistakes are allowed.