Playful Poem: Cute Gypsy Girls
Singing Songs of the Soul while Smiling
Poem: Mastering Thine Art of Being Cute
being ready,
walking to thy circus of compassion
starting to smile, humbly
beginning to beg, perfecting artistry,
looking bashfully deep into
thine eyes of thy audience,
thy most,
painful performance,
commencing, loudly and boldly
hurting mine ears,
my heart,
gladly,
sparing my monies to thou,
angelic spirit de amore,
no mas, por favor,
begging please,
no mas,
singing and smiling,
standing so short,
thou child prodigy,
thou tiny golden goddess,
looking into thy spirits,
thou vagabond,
asking for compassion,
singing thou gypsy cherubs
protruding proudly, with thy
purity of poverty,
stop, stop,
stop. . .
. . .
. .
🚀Thank you for reading this!
In Spain,
I often went to the slums
in Madrid where, the tiniest and cutest
gypsy girls - the worst singers - intentionally
screamed terribly because people would tip them with
large quantities of love monies donations to stop.
Heavenly, smiling.
About the Creator
SAMURAI SAM AND WILD DRAGONS
DR. WAYNE STEIN Ted Talk Speaker, Amazon Author, Asian Gothic Scholar; Yoga Certified, Black Belts. Writer Program Admin, Writing Center Director, Cancer Survivor, Korean Born , Raised in Japan and Italy, grew up In Los Angeles.
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Comments (4)
interesting-I used to walk by singers that I wished wouldn't sing, some though were so talented.
Be Happy.
Good job and children singing is a joyful noise no matter how it sounds.
Love more to be more.