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I've wandered many islands,
    Seen countless shades of blue.
But none compare, my friends, to where
    The glass and lace ring true.
Let me paint you a picture,
    Of Murano's fiery art,
And Burano's rainbow houses,
    That set these isles apart.

Murano's furnaces blazing,
    Glass maestros at their craft.
Molten sand transformed into beauty,
    With every skilful draft.
The clink of cooling crystals,
    A melody so clear.
Chandeliers and figurines,
    Fragile art appears.

In Burano, colours dancing,
    On every house and street.
A painter's palette comes to life,
    Where sky and water meet.
Lacemakers' fingers flying,
    Creating intricate dreams.
Their needles flash like lightning,
    Stitching stories at the seams.

The canals reflect the hues,
    Of houses standing tall.
A kaleidoscope of wonder,
    Enchanting one and all.
Fishermen's boats bob gently,
    In waters calm and still.
Their nets full of the day's catch,
    The air with salt air fills.

The church tower leans so slightly,
    A guardian of time.
Watching over coloured houses,
    In this land so sublime.
Tourists wander, cameras clicking,
    To capture every sight.
In this magical lagoon world,
    Bathed in Venetian light.

As day fades into twilight,
    The islands slowly sleep.
But their beauty keeps on glowing,
    A memory to keep.
So when you're seeking wonder,
    And your heart yearns to roam,
Remember Murano and Burano,
    Where art and colour call home.

In glass and lace and painted walls,
    These isles have cast their spell.
A testament to human craft,
    And nature's beauty as well.
So let the world keep turning,
    But pause here for a while,
Where Murano's glass keeps burning,
    And Burano's colours smile.

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