Dear Ms. Fate
Before it is too late
You and I have to date
So meet me by the lake
I know it is a mistake
I am putting my life at stake
But this move I have to make
Is the only risk I can take
For misfortune to take a break
Dear Ms. Fate
What is amiss with my faith
Why do you make it quake
Like a coward confronted by a snake
If my life is in this wretched state
Because of you Ms. Fate
Then Mr. Karma made
A really grave mistake
I sow seeds of scrumptious steak
But yield a stone age Corpse of a vertebrate
Envenoming my heart with hate
Dear Ms. Fate
Maybe if we ate
At the same rate
From the same plate
And became great mates
You would somehow let
Me through your gate
And turn me into your pet
Only before it is too late!
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