Idaho
There she is Home sweet Home
A place with a look of beauty of Rome
I lustrous gardens and basking light
Town houses shimmer even at night
No rough strangers here at all
Any array of leaves when it is fall
The children play in snow sometimes
Because they live in nursery rhymes
Man and wife never fight here
For every venue is honest and clear
Guarding mountains and great farmland
Stretches of Lava rock and sands
Lakes and streams sparkle forever
Forrest of birds and beast living together
Hero’s and athletes compete in games
With high spirits corsing through veins
The magic is here in all forms of life
Even the pan would entertain his fife
“IDAHO”
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