Ring of Fire
It was a dark and dreary night
Hardly a star shone bright
For the dance of life in the ring of fire
And the gypsies brought the light
I had come upon them by chance
And eyed their spirited prance
From behind a tree, secretly
Enthralled of their exotic dance
A fiddle cried in magic hands
Melody remind of ancient Pan
As a softly breeze kissed the cheeks
Of the twirling gypsy man
Their garb glistened in colored choir
Raising the music higher
The frolic of the night emanated
From that mystic ring of fire
Dance, O gypsy, spark my eve
Allow my thoughts to never tire
Of the watch from behind my tree
near that enchanting ring of fire
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