YOUR

   LUCKY

    STARS

 A  Poem 

​"Otto Loves Risotto...?"

So fleeting a time we see, that one wonders just what tomorrow could bring;

Any astrologer in a random crowd might just convince everyone to sing!

You see there's a dynamic moon on the rise, therefore we're all in for sweet delight;

Trying things new, and different, shall help the wrongs all turn right...

On the night in question, sadly, all the town degraded into a blooming mess;

The mayor, Otto,

  Your  LUCKY  STARS