GIPSY

I saw a group of nomads

Riding on camels

And some on feet.

I was disillusioned

To see a fairy

On the back of a camel

Smiling with love

Maddened I joined

That caravan

Seeking her.

My feet refused to advance

And she disappeared.

I wanted to search

That unknown gipsy

For whom I astrayed

She also made me gipsy.