Scorpio is as Scorpio does.
The mystery of me,
Is one that I truly
Know you cannot see.

I live for the unusual,
Or even the unspoken.
If you look real close,
I'll give a hint, a token.

You can have it on good faith;
As a psychic I will try.
To see your future.
But I may see you cry.

The stones I can read.
The cards are a friend.
The palms are sweaty,
As I read your end.

The Scorpio sign is
The 11th to be,
From January date
And it is me.