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<center>[[File:SabbiArt.jpg|x150px]]</center>
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<center>''She was just a gypsy girl with her dark and dreamy eyes''</center>
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<center>''she danced for Zena Martell, she was gifted and so wise ''</center>
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<center>''Her father was a castle, her grandma was a king''</center>
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<center>''she rode the carnival procession; they made her gypsy queen ''</center>
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<center>''She could out talk all the locals with her wanton gypsy ways''</center>
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<center>''she dated all the playboys, but with her love she stayed''</center>
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<center>''She made such lovely flowers from papers fine and neat''</center>
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<center>''she talked the gypsy lingo; her lips were red and sweet''</center>
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<center>''She had a way of walking, always caught your eye''</center>
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<center>''her nature was so noble''</center>
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<center>''she rode the Ferris wheel''</center>
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<center>''you could hear her on the sidewalks, her tongue was never still''</center>
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<center>''She always talked to strangers, she had the common touch''</center>
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<center>''with her gypsy ways of talking she had the gypsy luck.''</center>

Latest revision as of 14:33, 5 August 2012

SabbiArt.jpg


She was just a gypsy girl with her dark and dreamy eyes
she danced for Zena Martell, she was gifted and so wise


Her father was a castle, her grandma was a king
she rode the carnival procession; they made her gypsy queen


She could out talk all the locals with her wanton gypsy ways
she dated all the playboys, but with her love she stayed


She made such lovely flowers from papers fine and neat
she talked the gypsy lingo; her lips were red and sweet


She had a way of walking, always caught your eye
her nature was so noble
she rode the Ferris wheel
you could hear her on the sidewalks, her tongue was never still


She always talked to strangers, she had the common touch
with her gypsy ways of talking she had the gypsy luck.