By Billy And Charlie

I am the third planet, Mars,
Wrathful, raging through the stars.
I’m full of hate – and hot and dry,
With my might I magnify
All who please me, and I will
Glorify those who war and kill.
My houses the Scorpion and the Ram.
If there is conflict, there I am.
In the Goat I’m lifted high,
In the Crab lose strength and die.
The twelve signs I travel through
Not in one year, but in two.

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