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The Gipsy's Camp
By John ClareSource: John Clare - PoetryDB (Public Domain)252 words
How oft on Sundays, when I'd time to tramp,
My rambles led me to a gipsy's camp,
Where the real effigy of midnight hags,
With tawny smoked flesh and tattered rags,
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