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the gypsy and DylanDylan went to see the gypsy she read it in the cards there was alpha and omega Isis was in the stars so he rode upon the highway he crossed the seas of blue he visited old England caught the train at Waterloo he was like a traveling gypsy he always bedded down a troubadour of words of hope boy did He get around he sang at co vent gardens filled that Albert hall of fame he was a calypso song and dance man all poets knew his name those gypsy words still haunt him she read it in the cards with tarot books and ornate gold she had his future carved his fame it spread through art and soul it conquered Ecstasy his visions of Johanna made his road to honesty Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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