No Sky the Limit
No Sky the Limit
Horoscopes help many to cope,
Oh how it so pleases the mind,
How shall they dine on promised red wine,
It is possible the Medium was lying!
For me, a Capricorn, ‘not a word of scorn‘,
I’m a pleasing delight, in her smoky ball’s sight,
A millionaire I will be by noon,
Or so she said, “I will be real soon!”
Now it is Capricorn and Gemini,
That fly away and spoon blue sky,
Their lucky number is eleven,
Their children will be seven!
Earth, air, fire and water I smell,
While the concept of mind doeth swell,
Monday I’ve landed in jail,
Wish I had the twenty I gave her for bail!
For and in honor of Nette,
And contest Zodiac Zones
John Moses freeman
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