The Bohemian named Gypsy

 

 

                         Never coy to his lovers

                          and they bared all to him and for him

                           All urged to be in his presence for his mysticism

                          kept joy inside them

                           and in time no one questioned his skills

                           to father

                           and his prowess never delivered any two the same

                          Men from all around praised his presence

                           for they knew loneliness would soon leave

                            their beloved household

                            and hold their house together with a proud fortune

                             by the teller who never had to tell a thing

                            knowing the needs of all

                             his swaddling clothes

                               were never soiled

                              He kept the joy inside them

                              And though he came to them

                                they came and were healed

    With peace, love, and happiness in the air

      his departure was mirrored

     Though they closed the door to the town

     he had installed a doorbell just for his return