Judith tells a story
Of meeting a famous astrologer
Upon looking at his chart
She noted Uranus, his seventh house passenger
His wife glanced with a knowing heart
Soon she would be leaving him for a woman named Tory
This is how people let go of their spouse
Judith quips in innocent glory
I smile and nod, noting Uranus over my seventh house
ha. I heard once when Uranus taps you on the shoulder you or they are gone. Maybe it was another planet. This poem was a tap or a bit of jab. Cool.
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