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Beach Girl
She walked so slowly along the sand,
Carrying sea shells in her hand,
Ithought i heard a mermaid sigh,
As this beauty tripped on bye,
A Place Called 'Home'
Wwhy do we call a place our home
Are we not made to simply roam
Surely we should all be free
To travel lands and cross the sea
Iknow a couple who live in spain
I think they moved to dodge the rain
In this land an umbrella is a quirk
And they dont take the train to work
The Pheasant Hatcher
A pheasant hatcher sat down in his field surveying all of his domain
He may just look a wee bit blank some say, or is he completely insane For his dogs they have kennels, his pheasants have hutches
Four walls and a roof in which to live with their clutches
The soft grass dampened by the dew
Forget-me-nots around my feet
Above my head the songbirds flew
Hear them whistle twitter and tweet


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