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The Gypsy Girl | A Poem by Andromeda

I’ve seen a Gypsy Girl
I’ve seen her gypsy ways
Uncertain roads she walks
All day she laughs and plays;
Patched sachel on shoulder lugs
Filled with coloured beads
A floral skirt she wears
No more she says she needs
My little Gypsy Girl
Fleet footed as the breeze.

My little Gypsy Girl
Did you hear her gypsy lays?
They sang of unknown things
They sang of far off days;
She sang from morn to dusk
She sang through all her tasks
And in her songs I heard
Ruth’s homesick voice plead
My little Gypsy Girl
Fleet footed as the breeze.


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