Caravan
gypsies come to town
riding dusty horse drawn carts
watch out there's thieves amongst us
collecting what they can
the tramps are after our husbands
to pass along their curse
these gysies,tramps and thieves
will stop at nothing just to get your purse!!
april 23,2012
Copyright © Karen Croft | Year Posted 2012
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