Sir Reginald and the Gypsy

Sir Reginald was so brave and bold He’d travel by land and oft by sea His quest ~ to find the city of gold… Following maps, he sought the true key… Though read, they proved often too deceive He sought a gypsy and bade her speak Sweet Gypsy speak of that which you see ~ Hoping she’d reveal the fortune seeked… Gypsy was clever as she foretold Dear Sir, you must perform tasks of three... First, you must bring me rosehips of gold. Sir Reginald listened carefully… Given the rosehips, Gypsy was quite pleased -- She brewed them watching as the pot steeped. Next, he was to bring golden honey That must be brought of the wild bee-keeps... Sir Reginald thought Gypsy to scold But, he desired the treasures she’d see… So his tongue for now he would control, At least ‘til the last task was complete… She bade him drink the sweet honeyed tea That night they slept tight, as she had dreamed He awoke spellbound by her beauty… Gypsy’s aura was gold, so it seemed