romany poem
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When God made me a Romany
He told me I could roam
He said you don't need a house
This land will be your home
He gave me grass to lie on
He gave me hedges and trees
He closes my day with a sunset
And re-opens it with a breeze
He promised me lots of laughter
He said I would suffer pain
And after each break in sunshine
There would be dark clouds of rain
You gorgios will never accept me
As long as I live on your land
But God is always telling me
He will be there to hold my hand
And so I tell you gorgios
I don't mind where I roam
For God is there beside me
And will always provide a home
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