If they ask

You saw her
and judged her
transparent Pisces eyes 

you don't know her mountains

and broken bones she hides

there's no any water

a Capricorn must climb

who knows where she goes

if you ask her she wont lie

You fool, who fooled you

there's no sweet taste behind

and who said it would be

she's no Pisces,

not your pie. 

Steve Weed, The Dancer