Stars mine are quite villainous

They go this way and the other way

Astrologer with his cowry shells iniquitous

Never let them out on a sovereign sway

Over the compass they all conspire

To burn my finger or hit me on the cross way

Saturn takes an off beam turn wanting the worst to transpire

And Jupiter jumps of the colossal orbit

To take me to hell forever

Amidst all; the astrologer scoots in a fit

And the stars and planets together

Play the trick

But at last; a blue face beams larger

Than that of the stars and the planets sick

Pulling me away from the faulty stars

And giving me a new ray of hope in life

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