St Maarten
The island is very small
With a small mountain
And a small lake
Some small towns
With small stores
Little houses with tiny balconies
And miniature beaches
Where winter and summer are blended
Exchanging their days and nights
Like the play of waves
You can ramble on it all in half a day
Only the setting sun is big
Like a giant bronze rooster
It doesn't want to leave
Even for a night
This island of only two postmen
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