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By Jack Joseph Smith
Gypsy Theft:
It was the first wooden wheel to go
It was located on the left rear of the wagon
And it was the lead wagon
which made the other two behind it feel uncomfortable
The responsibility was clear for the man
He would go to the farmers home
And feel out the most unused shed
all which was at final distance
through massive spaced fields
So he went with his lady laughing
and the vegtables were a raw tang sweet
as they spoke
"Is it not true that everything is blue my wife?"
"And we are not sain to the strain, but my mear
man and I have conquered lifes"
"Yes my love the world sings dust into blue for you."
"My, do you think we will make it in and out, or say
you a shotgun may come about?"
"Let us pass through the cherry orchard there where
first we will be blessed with a redness not of blood."
Through the orchard they did go
And creeping low