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Hot winds everyday Page 2
Blew a cross the naked land
Made the farmers go astray
And leave their farms without a plan
But some one heard a rumor
And that some one told two more
And it kept on spreading further
Till it seemed it reach a crore
Each one kept on saying
They know a town with a well
With water over flowing
As far as they could tell
This town with all this water
Should not be left to glut
The people started chanting
The town’s name of "Rotgut"
This town was rather small
Few people dared live there
In the middle of a desert
Where the sun was hard to bare
Copyright © Jerry T Curtis | Year Posted 2014
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