Chirruping Crickets
Foxes in
the thicket
With
croaking frogs
And barking
dogs
Screeching
bats
And yowling
cats
We left the
ugly city
For
peaceful and pretty
Well the
country life
Is nothing
but strife
Bathed in summer sunshine Gentle breezes stir the stems But above in the golden sun Grow an array of perfect gems
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