Poem

I met a traveling gypsy

She cast a spell of love

“Please stay” I asked the gypsy

For I was in love

But now she no longer travels

A gypsy she is no more

Where has her magic gone

Now that she has a home

Her beauty it still catches me

It still brings me joy

My feeling have not withered

Even as we share a home

Farm out in the wilderness

A farm wife she shall be

I love her i still love her

The gypsy girl and me

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