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Saskatchewan Dreams
At the edge of this Spartan and lonely old sound. It rained on a parade of bears, geese, and trinkets That had a tiny bit tracing of lost undead thickets. It tinkled as it ran down a sloping river range that As it spread wide and opened up to our sight that Seemed strange, I saw the open new prairie come Fast and rearrange, opening the gorgeous vistas Of each blue city and town that in spite of reality Might somehow stick round. No, don't leave now. As British Columbia expands due north and imgrows And Alberta squishes sand beneath two of your toes, As the winter grows icicles down from our red trees And cheese macaroni wind slashes us like a breeze, I dream my Saskatchewan coming alcohol Everclear As Germans brew water, white bread and raw beer. To the east are huge Manitoba and other such places. I own a grey road of paved friends and warmed faces. They want to know if we are too broad and eat round; They need to know which are his jobs on the ground. Article Directory: http://www.articledashboard.com Executive Director and President of Rainbow Writing, Inc., Karen Cole writes. RWI at www.rainbowriting.com is a renowned inexpensive and affordable freelance copy writers, book authors, ghost writers, copy editors, proof readers, co-authors, manuscript rewriters, TV and film screenwriters, editors and analysts, book cover designers and graphics artists, digital photographers and book services workers including representation and book marketing services international corporation. |
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