Autobus Poems - Poems about Autobus

...The blue hour takes root ... There is the dark wing of the steamer, Which takes the open sea, and carries away its regrets, Tiny passengers, waving handkerchiefs And the seagulls passing and pa......

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...The ocean waves are active, The breeze is nice and brisk, The children play in the sand, Towers and parapets with moat. I am surprised that no one has noticed My footprints in the sand. Lea......

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