The Pretty Fallen Leaves Of The Pretty Maryland - Poem by MOHAMMAD SKATI
Uncle Sam's pretty bride whose Great beauty in indescribable and Unbelievable in all its pretty aspects. Maryland is the pretty bride of the Pretty Uncle Sam all the time. In Fall these pretty fallen leaves Look like the pretty pages of an Old and precious book. The pretty leaves fall because their pretty time is come and is done. Everyone and everything have a pretty Beginning and a compulsory end. These pretty leaves fall because they Should be done due to their age's end. They, by the Fall's winds, do shake All the pretty branches'leaves to fall. I was with Mr Art's pretty car when I Saw these pretty fallen leaves and I Told him: 'Please, Mr Art, look at These pretty fallen leaves of Maryland And the pretty shape they form.'And he He looked at me and smiled admiringly. I really looked at their pretty shape And enjoyed them greatly and wonderfully. The pretty Maryland of Uncle Sam's bride
Is always begetting all kinds of pretty Trees, pretty flowers, and all pretty Nature anytime, anywhere, and everywhere.
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