The Problem With Prophecy

[Giltwist]

A crystal ball is all I need to see,
With eyes like Fate, beyond the here and now.
By candle light, visions of time's great tree –
Each great event another branch or bough.

Tomorrow you will find the one to love,
But I don’t think you will get to keep her.
Someone will drop a piano above,
You might say your life is in grave danger.

By the great spirits, you are out of luck.
To lose your love before you learn
That her favorite pastime is to…you know.
But time’s up so we might as well adjourn.

Since you won’t be needing it anymore,
My fee is seventy-eight ninety-four.

[skills1]

hehe love the ones that rhyme and throw something at the end.