Look deep into my eyes...
Deep, no deeper still!
Quietly, so silently,
I shall tell your fortune, as Madame Sybill!

I was born with this burden...
But they say its a gift!
No matter, I will gather,
Hmmm...your life...yes! I see a drift!

Oh, well you do seem dull...
You did have a dog when three!
Yet it died, and you cried,
What a terrible sight that'd be!

Ah, your future is fogged by your past...
You naughty christmas boy!
That night, your fright,
At seeing Santa, and oh your joy!

At seven you took too much time...
Putting frogs in your teachers food!?
Mustn't you see, a person like she,
Thinks thats evil and rude!

But yes, here comes your telling...
No, a memior stands in my way!
Your first date, at eight,
With little Tanya-Kay!

You irked her...she swore vengence...
To humiliate your pride!
Has she come yet? Well i must bet,
She did, and made you abide!

Well, guess what Mr.Smarty-Pants...
She isn't through with you yet!
I'll take off my hood, and get you understood,
That I, Tanya-Kay, have your kismet!

(And then they did leave abruptly...
Oh my! She hit his head!
Unlike her past being, she now charged her fiend,
I don't know there future as they fled...)