Gypsy
Went to this gypsy
The other day,
A fortune teller,
Sits in the window
Of a small cafe,
She looked at the
Life line on my hand,
Said she:
"You won't get old,
Your life will soon end."
Said I:
"I lived my three score,
Won't die young anymore."
Her explanation:
"My eyes are afflicted
With macular degeneration."
Asked her about
The fate of humanity,
Said she:
"They'll blow themselves up
In the next century
Unless green house gases
Kill them before,
According to Prophet Al Gore."
Gave the gypsy a ten dollar bill
And walked out feeling a chill.
Alfred Charasz
Copyright 2007 Alfred Charasz
The other day,
A fortune teller,
Sits in the window
Of a small cafe,
She looked at the
Life line on my hand,
Said she:
"You won't get old,
Your life will soon end."
Said I:
"I lived my three score,
Won't die young anymore."
Her explanation:
"My eyes are afflicted
With macular degeneration."
Asked her about
The fate of humanity,
Said she:
"They'll blow themselves up
In the next century
Unless green house gases
Kill them before,
According to Prophet Al Gore."
Gave the gypsy a ten dollar bill
And walked out feeling a chill.
Alfred Charasz
Copyright 2007 Alfred Charasz
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