It is not that I don’t want Aquarius
But it comes with Cancer, I don’t want Cancer for us
I swear, I truly love you, my Casula
You know that, don’t you, my lovely star?
It is Prakash Saint Paul who demeans my loves
By taking them away from me to suit his evil troughs
Because he is solely interested in his selfish self
And is a ruthless demon pretending to be Santa’s helpful elf
And the evil minions that he seeks to negotiate
to hijack or eat my loves and me, so his evil satiates
He wishes to, my sacrifice, eternally dominate
And make us succumb to his poisonous imposed fate
I won’t forgive him, not at any rate
I want to fight to keep all I love within my gates
I know that it is getting too late
But Prakash Saint Paul is compelling me, with his treachery, to wait