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Walking down the street I saw a sign "Your Fortune Told -- Yours and Mine" I look in the window, I see her face She smiles at me in all upper case I open the door, I walk inside She stares at me with tropical eyes Fortune teller, what's my fate? She says: "Oh no, it's way too late" Help me please, I need to know She says "Careful what you're wishing for" Fortune teller read my future for me She says "Honey, you haven't got any" Then she locks the door, turned off the light Lit a tiny red candle that burned all night In the morning I whispered "What did you mean?" She just laughed and put me back between A finger on my back circles round and round I try to roll over but she holds me down What's the future of humanity? She says "That will require minor surgery" Her fingernail cuts ten letters in my skin Two naked bodies one shaking from within Are we doomed to extinction? Is it really too late? Those ten bloody letters spelled ITS ALL FATE I-T-S A-L-L F A-T-E No apostrophe No apology That afternoon I inquire again How long do we have, can you tell me when? She pumps her milk into my tippee cup And tells me "Our future is all used up" I knew down deep she might be right I kissed her twice and squeezed her tight Walking down the street I saw a sign "Your Fortune Told -- Yours and Mine" Walking down the street I saw a sign "Your Fortune Told -- Yours and Mine" Walking down the street I saw a sign "Your Fortune Told -- Yours and Mine"