Saul Palti Poems

I once was in love with a gypsy
she lived in a caravan
and travelled the isles of great England
she was full of tricks and was happy
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There a letter coming through my door
signed by the highest esteem
I sit and wait by the post box eager and clean
the first of many and many more
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Your helping me be what I want to be
for healthy as ever what can free freedom
eating for the tree is very easy
set in steel set in stone leave me Adam
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Red and white will turn to blue
all throughout foreign land
beat to dust after refusing the hand
all for something old and new
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The first time I wrote a book
I received a bold look
what on earth is this
the reader clenched a fist
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This is all I wanted from life
to carry a sword and knife
he says he can sleep
under stars so weep
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Finer things in life
flow through hands untied
sprinkles of valleys
turn to cold wet alleys
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here were children
playing when
the shun was out
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You trip over the feet of others
to get blamed by drunken mothers
the path of thankfulness
falls to sheets of blamelessness
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I had visions of a better world
gold emerald blasts over head
the drunken knight is a silver
metal robe telling tails underneath
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