The Gypsy Otherwise .
Once there was love for gross wine ,
As adolescence and youth demand ,
And undone they are for growing fund .
The fruit able-manhood with adjusted bond ,
Slaves to hold , and consume chemistry ,
Though with slow-down sun fades the mystery .
Born-on time ,yet defying its claws a strange present ,
May enliven the Unconscious core of abstract wine ,
Bereft of marry-go-round to execute the shine of all shines !