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The gypsy girl sings
Sways and swings
As odious men
Stare at her form.

Poverty is cruel
It can make us
Rething our morals
Without any fuss.

Beautiful gypsy girl
Like the :Beggar Maid"
In Tennyson's swirl
With a similar whirl .

I am sad deep inside
My tears I can't hide
As I see poverty
Ruining one so pretty.

Pretty yet needy
In a world greedy
May God have mercy
On the pretty gypsy.

Is there a king today
Like Cophetua of old
Who can save a maiden
From being sold?