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The Gypsies Are Coming
By Shel Silverstein

The gypsies are coming, the old people say,
To buy little children and take them away
Fifty cents for fat ones
Twenty cents for lean ones
Fifteen cents for dirty ones
Thirty cents for clean ones
A nickel each for mean ones

The gypsies are coming, and maybe tonight
To buy little children and lock them up tight.
Eighty cents for husky ones
Quarter for the weak ones
Penny each for noisy ones
A dollar for the meek ones

Forty cents for happy ones
Eleven cents for sad ones
And, kiddies, when they come to buy,
It won’t do any good to cry,
But—just between yourself and I—
They NEVER buy the bad ones!

I love that you say that you MADE a reason by turning it into something that helps people! You're pretty awesome.

I have a truck driver story! My grandfather was a truck driver from 1970's to the early 2000's [when he retired] and he said that once, while parked for the night at a truck stop, a woman came knocking on his door and asked him if he was lonely and looking for a good time. He declined her company and went back to his bed [in the back of the truck.] The next morning, he woke to find his pants outside of the truck on the ground and he assumed that the woman reached in and grabbed them looking for his wallet. Thankfully he had the wallet next to him in the truck. My grandpa said it was a weird night. [[Awwwww, I love my grandpa!]]