Miss Fortune Teller
Hypocrisy be damned, Miss Fortune Teller reads a teleprompter jab off her own fleshy-feely Telepalmer Deep in a Nashville fog, at the darkest time of night, A (Rogue) Miss Fortune Teller sat in a comfy chair As she engaged in an ancient ritual. The ones that had gathered did not see What the Fortune Teller was doing For she was …