Classic Poem

You passed me by this werry way,
An' " Sarishan? " you said to me.
I've often wondered, since that day,
What sort of person you might be?

Says I, " Them's Gipsy words he spoke,
But where could he ha' learnt, and how? " —
I don't see much o' Romm'ny folk,
I'm livin' in a house, sir, now.

I hate this sort o' life, I do!
I'm Rommany, and want to roam. —
Just fancy! " sarishan? " from you ,
And only English talk at home!