What Can I Say, It's A Process Poem by Miroslava Odalovic

Never trusts the stars
Neither the movie nor those above
(now I have to resist temptation to find something
that will intrinsically rhyme with love
regardless the meaning
But I'll avoid the barricade)
You're my flying sun
(no the sun is too hot for this one)
You're my flying carpet
(don't giggle my feet lol)
Yeah God I know
It's process like foreign lg learning
(first thing I say to parents
Over and over again if the children get stuck)
If there's an angel helping this out
You'd better go to help someone in greater need
That stands by my side
Glowing shining magnetic field
Will have increased by the end of 2010
Wow what news!
Means my fingers will be more electrified? ? ?
Speaking of which
Will have to remove the polish from my nails
Better do sth shallow like that
Than write something that'll never be a poem…

Unless…

Never trust the stars
Neither the movie nor those above
(why's that baby in the street crying)

Never trust the stars
Neither the movie nor those above
Both are prone to spread
Deceptive glittering lies
No honest astrology denies
The fate and freedom choice
The handwriting straight form the mind

(just couldn't help rhyming lies/denies lol
Ok, it's not that bad
Didn't totally miss the point
Guess I can post?)