cNutgroist

ah that romany bliss of a gypsy's kiss
the merest whiff is the nomad's bliss
on caravan & horse from the barren south sands
cross tundra and tidal to the snowy-bound lands
carried away on fast sledges and sledgedogs
feasting your faces on elk piss and hedgehogs
antarctic gypsys you're one of a kind
there's many a question to ask if you mind
here's one that has puzzled me almost since birth
'what in fuck's name are you doing on the most inhospitable landmass on earth?'

|