Opportunity Will Find You If You Stumble On Chances To Do Stuff, Maybe

I believe my destiny

Has been chosen just for me

By the position of the stars

And maybe too the moon and Mars

On the day that I was born,

But alas now I am torn

Because one newspaper said

“Watch out for someone who’s not dead”

While another warned me that

“You’ll meet someone that wears a hat.”

What am I supposed to do?

Watch for the hatted and the living too?

So many truths, I am forlorn!

Such woe is mine, a Capricorn.

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