This Gypsy With Bo-Ho
Her assorted sprinkled ethnicity
Delighted the maid named Felicity.
Romanian or Mexican? They’d guess.
She truly did not know, I must confess.
Abject beauty kept so many intrigued.
She could get us all the free food we’d need.
Eyes flashing with intelligence and mirth,
Swirling skirts and flounces that hid her girth,
She as a beauty, this gypsy with bo-ho.
We all were amazed, and many loved her so.
Gorgeous curls that kept men at leg’s length,
Her lined up suitors always a bit on the brink.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2019
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