I wrote this on a whim, hope you like it.

Tell the tale of the gypsy woman.
She has silver hair.
Maroon eyes and greenish glowy skin.
She can tell you in heart-beat your fate.
If you don't believer her you are a fool.
She will give you the correct answer.
No one can test the gypsy woman.
She chooses not to be laughed at.
When you laugh she will cut out your tongue.
She hopes you like dogs.
Or I should say fleas for that matter.
She will turn you into a cat.
Maybe a frog if you are lucky.
She may feed you to her pet shark.
But that is if you piss of the gypsy.
She may not even be so kind as to kill you.
Everyone knows the wrath of the gypsy.
She may not kill you or turn you.
You may live happily ever after.
Although I know "happily ever after doesn't exist.