Let's discuss for a minute A future of noise, Of banging and clanging and ridiculous Toys, Let's discuss for a second a beautiful Crescent-- Moon shiver sliver on the tip of my finger, Dolloping like the doves do(n't) on sour cream and whiskers. Of a cylindrical mave, an enclave of onion dust: A future where the river must cling to it's Gypsy heritage. Or "Romani" as they call themselves. Please research more their beautiful past.