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Click hereShe soars on wings of eagles
on fantasy trips to the stars
Gypsy girl with the face of an angel
though hazel eyes show gypsy scars
Her hair shades of bronze laced with moonbeams
flowing low over well rounded hips
with unspoken whispers of pleasure
from full bodied sensuous lips
Wherever the four winds move her
she`s at home like a bird in flight
no permanent nest for the gypsy
for she`ll rest but just overnight
Like one chained to the tail of a comet
you would think it a life of despair
though not for the hazel eyed gypsy
with the moonbeams entwined in her hair
Gypsy girl is tormented by devils
self imposed unashamed she would say
conjured up by her magical potions
halluciongenics to take her away
What a waste of a beautiful creature
a girl once delightful and gay
who travels the highways to nowhere
and doomed from the very first day