Poem
Rain in the summer,
Wet the corns afresh.
Amidst the lushes corn,
Stretches a trodden path.
In the centre of the farm,
With beans and veggies around.
My house like a castle,
Amidst the clouds of lushes.
Sparks and thunder afar,
Out of blue the rain drops heavy.
Onto the roof of my house,
Like a tramp of hooves,
Thousand horse are galloped.
Fans are circling on the ceiling,
Lizards crawling on the walls.
Inside the blanket here,
I am awaken thinking deep.
Wet the corns afresh.
Amidst the lushes corn,
Stretches a trodden path.
In the centre of the farm,
With beans and veggies around.
My house like a castle,
Amidst the clouds of lushes.
Sparks and thunder afar,
Out of blue the rain drops heavy.
Onto the roof of my house,
Like a tramp of hooves,
Thousand horse are galloped.
Fans are circling on the ceiling,
Lizards crawling on the walls.
Inside the blanket here,
I am awaken thinking deep.
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