I saw an advertisement outside a hotel advertising a psychic fair to be held there the following weekend. Something wasn’t right . . .
I don’t believe in psychics:
They advertised their fair!
If psychics were real psychics
They’d know the fair was there.
They’d know, if they were psychics
Of every psychic fair,
By sensing cosmic energy
They say is everywhere.
If psychics were real psychics
Their lives would have no cares:
They’d prophesy the FTSE
And all be millionaires.