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FORTUNE TELLER
Look into my eyes,
Let me see your life,
Tender me your soul,
I’m sure it’s very nice.
I’ll tell you of the future,
Children I can see,
Lots and lots of money,
How rich you’re going to be.
I’ll tell you of you’re present,
Then tell you of the past,
Also of the love you’ll find,
The one that’s going to last.
There just may be a message,
Sent from one above,
Someone who’s departed,
A person who you loved.
When you’ve been to see me,
Crossed my palm with cash,
I know I’ve got you hooked,
Then you’ll be coming back.
So come on in no time to waist,
You’re life is running wild,
Hear my words I’m telling you,
Be happy for a while.
By B Kingsford Copy Write 2,004
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