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Thoughts On Winter Solstice Day

When mapping something out It should be a subject thought about Beginning, middle and the finale Everything is there says Rand McNally But from the depths below A mystery creating ocean wakes to flow An island emerges from the deep Treasures on it adventure seekers want to keep Floating along on it minding their own business Dirty scoundrels escaping from illegal missions Then they see this uncharted land A surprise in a disappearing honest scam “Land ho!” Was heard from above An enchanting world the crew fell in love “Do you know the date? My dear mate” Flipping through the calendar an answer was assured Summer was ready to take the floor Headed out on this dangerous chore This crooked crew wanted to know more An hour later docked on the beach Beautiful and scenic around them well in reach It only took a few seconds Encountering locals doing some checking “We came from the South” Natives stated opening their mouths “It is warm up here Still relaxing with our autumnal cheer” Feeling a little confused And being amused Which direction they were going Weather was doing the rowing “From the north To see if there is any worth Was our destination Hope you believe our presentation Left when it was cold But soon winter was getting ready to pack and fold” Laughing at the circumstance Giving the visitors a listening chance “Winter has arrived Our new friends gave it a ride!” They shouted the news Welcoming the Europeans who were accused “You are now down under A mysterious wonder Nowhere in sight Is there a royal and a knight To take off a head Claiming a societal debt” Taking their time These free swines Observed the landscape Concluding its great “Happy winter solstice to you all” Was the tourist’s call Educated in manipulating the commoner’s law “Would you like to see Harrold’s boutique inside the mall?” Questioned the hosts stiffening their upper jaw “Come join us We can take the double decker bus” In the end Sailors took up the pen Wrote home Stating ‘we are not alone Will use the phone To pay off our expedition loan Plan finding things buried in antique chest Containing your jewels I must confess”

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