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Beneath a Gypsy Moon
Written by Sky Taylor, Sky at Dawn
A full moon hung high over the night corridor. The screech of a barn owl could be heard in the distance and it eerily mingled with the metal chimes of the dancing gypsy. She had arrived alone this evening beneath a full moon that bore a misted halo and the promise of rain. And there she danced before the small crowd of used car salesmen.
"Da-lings, do you lof me?" she bayed, her voice dark and husky, once she'd stopped dancing.
Jones, the loud one who had been wolf-whistling during her entire performance reared back, clasped his large hands behind his head and eased out, "Yeah, baby. We lof ya!"
The small group of men mocked his comment with a laugh.
Jones continued, "So, here's the deal. Come down to the car lot this Saturday. We're going to attach car keys around your wiggly hips. Part of a promo thing. When ya dance, you'll jingle." He paused, then went on to explain, "One key will be the winning key that will open up a brand new car. And for $20, any bystander can pull a key from those dancing hips of yours."
The gypsy gazed at him, her thoughts concealed. After a space of silence, she inquired, "How much? How much you give Greta for the big performance?"
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