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A gypsy queen came from New Orleans, with eyes like embers in the night. She gazed into her ball, said "Madam'll tell all Things that will shock and delight." Nowhere could be heard a single word. Even the trees were in her spell. Her mysterious charm, cause for alarm; She was either from Heaven or Hell. The gypsy queen had a daughter, Earline. They say her skin was softer than silk, With an endless stare under jet black hair And a face like honey and milk. Her passion play was a thing they say that could rip the skin from your bones. Her smile betrayed her tender ways. You could see her dance until dawn. Gypsy James had a couple

The rain’s falling down like sheets on the ground The Weather Channel says we’ll have another round Playing this piano, writing words… I thought about you A car drove by my house yesterday A yellow Corvette like we saw on Ebay I didn’t see the driver but…I thought about you Rain beats down the colored leaves I wonder… Do you think of me? Did your wildest dreams ever come true? Do you feel me under your skin? Do you wonder where the wild dreams went? Am I hidden somewhere in your eyes? Do you think of me in the lonely night? A man builds a house down the street John Lennon glasses, creative and swee

Most days are manic… some days depressed An evil wind from the East A kind wind from the West I’m caught up in your web Delusions so grand…bipolarity I had some confusion I had no clue… A medical book diagnosis A library book proof I need no psychiatrist To state your case…bipolarity I see Sir Winston, grand upon his steed… A Napoleonic adventure, an army to lead A self-reprisal, a Van Gogh misdeed…bipolarity You say “no drama” Can’t picture that One day, bouncing off the walls Next day, your lifeline’s flat Two faces of drama staring back at me (Laughter and tears)&#