Fortune Teller
Fortune teller is not from here
Or any other planet for that matter
It would be dangerous to speculate
India is just a reference
A point on the map
Frame of mind, frame of time
Is she a gypsy
Madame hates guesses
Has the answer to the question
The present is impossible
She steps into the past with pleasure
Just past midnight in a yellow dress
Heads turn because she's beautiful
Backwards has no future
It has not arrived or been divined
The crystal ball is pregnant with ideas
Full of clouds that fog the mind
If touched by her don't wash your hand
A tip is recommended at the end
Be careful not to kiss the reader
A frog could be in your future
If you understand
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