The earth has shape of an orange;
Australia is a segment of that orange.
Edges are sunk in the water;
and inside is arid and outback.
People love to live at shores;
go in the midst for expeditions.
God of rains too feels tired,
to reach unto mid of the nation.
The red land, snowy mountains
and spread over woods green;
Colourful portrait laid by Almighty,
hopping kangaroos roam within.
Lives inside, the Goddess of wealth,
she loves the citizens by heart.
Provides richness to the people
to make their life happy and superb.
People's toil made the soil superior
and the nation of joy and prosperity.
The distinct chunk of the orange
provides to earth special beauty.
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