Beautiful grass of my native land
Is really a class,
I watch it in amazement
And never feel tired.
Very often I visit the place,
Always it greets me warmly and wholeheartedly,
Cattle graze with ease and comfort on its soft bosom,
Which is wonderful to watch,
Many people criticize my beloved meadow,
As they see an obscene patch on the beautiful pasture,
But I can never perceive the filthy smudge on it even wearing my powerful spectacles,
I surely feel they are jealous of my love for it,
But they can never win,
I have already immortalized my dearest grassland in my refined and sublime heart.
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HERE WE CLEAR SNOW FOR SIX MONTHS AND CUT GRASS FOR SIX YOU CAN HAVE ALL OF IT FREE GET A SHIP