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      In the eighteenth year

      Whether I’ll marry

      Either very much can

      I will find a friend of heart

      On a love horoscope

      I’ll put my telescope

      Scroll the quatrains

      As if the footage in the filmoscope

      A little money I will pay

      Quickly I’ll swallow the text

      Very strong indeed

      I want to be happy

      Wants to Turkey Sagittarius

      Earned the kid

      Wants the sea, the beach, the sun

      Sleep off at last

      All-inclusive service is waiting

      Who will fall into a hug

      Who is tormented by the soul

      To the crane of happiness will come

      Should take Sagittarius to Sagittarius

      And a novel for him to face

      On some flower

      He will dust his pollen

      And Sagittarius does not need a fax machine