Arrayed in splendour like a queen,
who holds a grand and royal court;
Bedecked in olive, evergreen,
By the stream, a regal float.
A cloak of emerald and jade,
that glitters grandly with a shine;
A canopy, a welcome glade,
Swathes of lace in teal entwine.
Moss velvet makes the softest train,
that trails beneath her waving boughs;
Green carpets drenched in silver rain,
where courting birds may pledge their vows.
How wonderful to sit beneath,
and gaze up at this verdant wreath!
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