The woman looks up with a knowing wink,
And spreads her cards upon the table-top.
"I'll tell your fortune if you'll buy a drink."
She wears black beads. Her hair's a gothic mop.
Her lipstick's plastered on. You know that stink -
Cheap scent and fraudulence. "I like a drop
Of brandy," she explains. So you must choose
Whether to take her offer, or refuse.