To Tasos - Poem by Elia Michael
She is coming, she is coming,
My friend is coming, don't forget
On 15th August late evening
About nine on a Monarch jet.
Please meet her there at the airport.
Her daughters will be with her too
So put on your smile and transport
All persons to Xylophagou.
It is their first time in Cyprus.
I want them to enjoy their stay.
I hope that they will say to us,
Thanks, we loved every single day!
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