Counting Cards
With a destination in mind
To wish upon the first draw
A pyramid stacked with a fate to lead the stars
The Fool makes a great first step to a great first start
And those stars crossed by lovers,
At opposing ends, linked by a heart
A devil lurks...
Juggling masks for which path to farce
Can the I find the Am yet?
When the tower falls,
Will the players take their bets?
A return of the deck,
A lone hermit from the underside begets
"Fold this one turn my friend,
Say a slight prayer from yourself instead"
And Thus it's foretold,
So as one speaks,
Ones story unfolds
Draw the last card in the deck,
And the house falls
Catching a snake by the tale end
Only leaves it's fangs open
To swallow it's victims whole
A full house sweep
"Be gone you little white lie trolls"
A picture show with neverending answers
Has put on its last show
The Ace was drawn upon one cool Fool
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