Gracious Grassland Goddess
Gracious Grassland Goddess blew in from the east.
Her love for the grasslands never did cease.
She nurtured each individual sliver and slip.
Enjoying the grass nature had in her grip.
Gracious Grassland Goddess loved the bit of wind.
That blew past her cheek, from beginning to end.
Her favorite days were in April and May
When the grasslands were waving all merry and gay.
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