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The Gypsy

Gypsy Wagon, Caravan

The Gypsy

-Linda Lee Lyberg

He was a wayfaring gypsy man
Traveling from town to town
Selling his potions and love charms
Never caring to settle down

Until one day he saw her
A beautiful aloof stranger
One look into her mercury eyes
Told him he was in great danger
She stole his foolish naive heart
As he lustily drank her potion
She used her mystic love charms
To cast a spell of bound devotion
So now he is her forever love slave
Never again to wander and roam
For she has stolen his reckless heart
And made it her eternal home.


Copyright © 2017 Linda Lee Lyberg



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