With gilded turban
I viewed
The three tall figures
Lank
Move on the camels
Erect and unmoving
They
On the moving camels
They from the corner of
Their eyes
Looked at the stars
The sand dunes the
Long stretch of sand
Around
The Sphinxes and the Pyramids
In silhouette film.
But ah! I was dreaming
My sub-conscious its
Own products was
Screening
With gilded turban
I viewed
The three tall figures
Lank
Move on the camels
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