AT THE GYPSY BAZAARE



'Fortune'  by  Trish

Let me tell your fortune, I have a gift for it.

The past and future are clear to me,

Good or bad, I tell it as it is.
Why not know truth of the past?
There is no living future without it.

Some say they don't care about either,
But they are unwise, or perhaps afraid.
No matter, because the past will creep up,
Behind them, and the future will come and find them.

Let me tell your fortune, I have a gift for it,
You can be the one to receive it, if you're ready.
Don't cross my palm with silver, sing your song,
Dance your dance, that way, nothing can go wrong.

Tushie