WHISPERED CURSES ON THE WIND

This Gypsy whom she hates so much.... Hears her thoughts within that heart untouched By the pure love of friends whom Romani lacks Thus fabricates in her imagination... a curse. Now she danced and twirled and whirled With castanets someone threw at her. How she cursed upon the wind... Missing drastically as she could not send. Ah a Romani did try to curse the Gypsy by and by. She took her canasta game of rummy you see But that couldn't work oh dear me. Clicking a deck of cards get real or do you deal. A kris has been brought forth towards you Romani Gyspy wannabee. They laughed at your stupidity. To curse the royal bloodline was silly you see For all curses would bounce off of me. So that which was uttered is dead. As they bound your soul to a hellish dread. Clack your castanets and twirl the dance. You haven't a snowball in hell's chance. WHISPERED CURSES ON THE WIND Copywritten MagikGypsy 2008 Romai you make me smile with your silly curse. Your blood is not true neither is your verse. As you see gramps was a Gypsy King. Our bloodline was of royalty ...you gaje. So the rainbow around the sun. Has shown the way of what has begun. A gaje who thinks she is Romani Cursing insanely at a Gypsy. Curse all that you can....foolish woman Nothing from you or your wannbee clan Will reach the Gypsy on the winds. She has with her a family of friends. hr2-julia02.wav magic, gypsy, curses,laughter,