I remember
when I was young
they used to buy children
bad ones
the misbehavers, but still
funny how things change
and now here I sit
in a gypsy den
eating their food
enjoying the free wifi
Author notes
This is my first poem in awhile. And I'm not sure if they really are gypsies, but I'm pretty sure they are.
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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lol...now I have to see this place. You made it very mysterious. You should see if the gypsies want to hang it up in their coffee shop.
Despair

