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When mapping something out 
It should be a subject thought about 
Beginning, middle and the finale 
Everything is there says Rand McNally 
But from the depths below 
A mystery creating ocean wakes to flow 
An island emerges from the deep 
Treasures on it adventure seekers want to keep 
Floating along on it minding their own business 
Dirty scoundrels escaping from illegal missions 
Then they see this uncharted land 
A surprise in a disappearing honest scam 
“Land ho!” Was heard from above 
An enchanting world the crew fell in love 
“Do you know the date? 
My dear mate” 
Flipping through the calendar an answer was assured
Summer was ready to take the floor 
Headed out on this dangerous chore 
This crooked crew wanted to know more 
An hour later docked on the beach 
Beautiful and scenic around them well in reach 
It only took a few seconds 
Encountering locals doing some checking 
“We came from the South” 
Natives stated opening their mouths 
“It is warm up here 
Still relaxing with our autumnal cheer” 
Feeling a little confused 
And being amused 
Which direction they were going 
Weather was doing the rowing 
“From the north 
To see if there is any worth 
Was our destination 
Hope you believe our presentation 
Left when it was cold 
But soon winter was getting ready to pack and fold” 
Laughing at the circumstance 
Giving the visitors a listening chance 
“Winter has arrived 
Our new friends gave it a ride!” 
They shouted the news 
Welcoming the Europeans who were accused 
“You are now down under 
A mysterious wonder 
Nowhere in sight 
Is there a royal and a knight 
To take off a head 
Claiming a societal debt” 
Taking their time 
These free swines 
Observed the landscape 
Concluding its great 
“Happy winter solstice to you all”
Was the tourist’s call 
Educated in manipulating  the commoner’s law
“Would you like to see Harrold’s boutique inside the mall?” 
Questioned the hosts stiffening their upper jaw 
“Come join us 
We can take the double decker bus” 
In the end 
Sailors took up the pen 
Wrote home 
Stating ‘we are not alone 
Will use the phone 
To pay off our expedition loan 
Plan finding things buried in antique chest 
Containing your jewels I must confess”
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