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Wandering Gypsy
And on the battlefield of Estrella...
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Was a wandering Gypsy girl.
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Who found a handsome prince named Alexander.
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Alexander: Please Gypsy Eve! Stay with me and rule
my lands! Together we can look cute together and my mom will make
you all sorts of cool stuff.
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Gypsy Eve: You are a handsome boy, Alexander, and your mom
IS a talented seamstress...my mom is a retard. She can barely spell
the word `sew.'
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Alexander: Then you will stay with me! I won't be lonely
anymore! And my mom will stop putting me in dresses and frilly
girlie stuff!
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Gypsy Eve: I'm sorry, Alexander. You're super hawt,
but I gotta go home to Dylan. He'd fall apart without me.
Alexander: I understand.
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Alexander: I will escort you out then. But remember
I am here for you. And if this Dylan ever is mean, I will kick is
butt for you.
Gypsy Eve: *giggle* Why thank you Alexander.
How sweet.
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And so, Gypsy Eve returned on her travels, experiencing what she
could around the battlefields of Estrella...mostly shopping of
course. What else would a little doll do?
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