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You Won't Find It on The Map

We live not inland, but on the beach,
where splashing waves and sand crabs reach.
So, we call the place we dwell Outland,
where people's ears are filled with sand.
Like English, our food is blandish,
but our languish is Outlandish.

Copyright © David Crandall

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