Sense Sonnet - Steamer

Ill Gotten

A fortune teller told me that
I would be burned in a home fire.
Pissed off at the scamming old bat,
Her crystal ball I did acquire,
While she was not looking, and fled
The carnival, and home I went.
I put the ball above my bed,
Where on the window ledge it sent
Reflected colors from the sun,
Dancing about so rainbow bright.
I fell asleep from all the fun.
The bedding caught fire from the light.

The crystal ball turned out to be
A self fulfilling prophecy.