Karma blows up my balloons all the time.
Sometimes karma pops them.
(It has to. I'm a Libra.)
Chicago, I will be hopeful for you once again, next year.
Meanwhile, Hank and I are looking forward to an exciting rest of the post season.

Karma blows up my balloons all the time.
Sometimes karma pops them.
(It has to. I'm a Libra.)
Chicago, I will be hopeful for you once again, next year.
Meanwhile, Hank and I are looking forward to an exciting rest of the post season.
