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poems using rhyme
May 5, 2008 | 2 Comments
James Ruse Reserve
I’m sitting in a park, in Sydney’s
Parramatta
Between two streets so all I hear, is the sound of traffic clatter
The park is very tidy, I hear a bird or two
Yet the grass is so very green, and the sky so very blue
I compare it to
Victoria, a state of longtime draught
So long it seems […]