Poem -
THE GYPSY WAGON
AS THE STORY GOES, I TOLD MY FATHER I WANTED TO RUN AWAY.
AND BECOME A GYPSY SO I RAN TO THE PARK NEARBY, OUR HOME
AND LOW AND BEHOLD THERE WAS A REAL GYSPY WAGON, AND A MAN
DRESSED AS A GYSPY STEPPED OUT I GOT SCARED AND RAN BACK HOMEĀ
SO MUCH FOR BEING A GYSPY.
Ā
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