under construction, sorry for the cropped picture, I was going to see how well my pic faired in the bc, even though its not completely done yet

From deep in the forest,
concieled by the trees,
a stiring and rustling is borne on the breeze.

A glimer of torches,
a flicker of light,
as patches of color take shape in the night.

The wandering gypsies so wild, free of care,
with eyes flashing brightly, with dark flowing hair.
Some nursed at the bank of the Nile's sacred flow,
some burnt by the fire of warm Spain's southern glow.

(lyrics are not by me, I must look up the song *has a german title that I know not how to spell*)

Other Wockys:

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