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-the Greens of Africa's Foot-

IF IN IRELAND I WAS TO STAY I SURELY WOULD HAVE A GO AND TRIED THAT BLARNEY-STONE TO KISS WITHOUT DELAY SO THAT I TOO THAT GIFT OF THE GAB BE ENDOWED THAT EMERALD ISLE ARE SO WONT TO BOAST O'ER HOW MANY SHADES OF GREEN THERE WAS BUT NE'ER HAVE THEY BEEN TO THE FOOT OF AFRICA'S COAST WHERE ALL FOUR OF THE SEASONS PAUSE TO SHOW OFF ALL THE GREENS FROM THE MASTER'S BRUSH THAT CAN THE IRISH HUES EMBARRASSMENT CAUSE WHEN GLIMPSED, THE HUNDREDS OF PIGMENTS VERDANT FLUSH BLUE, YELLOW, GOLD, PALE GREENS ON BIRDS, TREES, FLOWERS AND SNAKES GREENS FROM VALLEYS, HILLS AND DOWN TO COASTAL SEA-GREEN DIFFERENT COLOURS, TINGES AND TINTS ALL GREENS OF DIFFERENT MAKES HERE WHERE MY LOVE AND I HAVE CHOSEN TO STAY AMIDST ALL THE ABUNDANCE OF NATURES GREEN ARRAY WHERE PEACE AND ORDER STILL RULES THE DAY AND THE WORLDS TRAUMAS HAVE PASSED US BY BECAUSE THERE'S NO WHERE FURTHER SOUTH ONE CAN FLY SO OTHER LANDS THEIR PAINTED DYES ONTO US TRY AND LAY BUT THE MASTER ARTIST HIS FINAL STROKE HERE AT THE FOOT DID PLY. 

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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