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cross the desert
Its a heat wave sure to say
Which has come and found its way,
From the desert cross the sea
To hit us from any degree,
Hope it brings us by its gale
Of the beauty the holy grail,
A desert flower divine seed
The produce of special breed,
May I find it in my yard
Having landed for my regard,
So I can plant it make it grow
Till her colours come aglow.
Which has come and found its way,
From the desert cross the sea
To hit us from any degree,
Hope it brings us by its gale
Of the beauty the holy grail,
A desert flower divine seed
The produce of special breed,
May I find it in my yard
Having landed for my regard,
So I can plant it make it grow
Till her colours come aglow.
Published 2nd Aug 2021
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