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UNDER THE GUM TREE

UNDER THE GUM TREE

The steam rises to the cloud
while the billy boils so loud
leaves dancing to the tune
brewing beneath the moon
my tin cup eager in my hand
as i shuffle in the soft sand
waiting for a hot cup of tea
to have under the Gum tree.
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UNDER THE GUM TREE, by Mick Reid 4.8 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 5 reviews.
Fluffy Bunny xx 4 months ago
Relaxing scene for sure, thnx!!    8-)
Mick Reid 4 months ago
thank you with a million smiles :)
ARUN MAZUMDER 4 months ago
well done
Mick Reid 4 months ago
thank you 
Sonja Carnes 4 months ago
I can feel the hot sand on my feet! Well written!
Mick Reid 4 months ago
thank you with a million smiles :)
Ulian Kosie 4 months ago
Ok
Mick Reid 4 months ago
thank you
THE TRUTHFUL CRITIC 4 months ago
but it visualizes the senario
Mick Reid 4 months ago
thank you :)
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