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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 More than 1 year ago
Relaxing scene for sure, thnx!!    8-)
Mick Reid More than 1 year ago
thank you with a million smiles :)
Sonja Carnes More than 1 year ago
I can feel the hot sand on my feet! Well written!
Mick Reid More than 1 year ago
thank you with a million smiles :)
ARUN MAZUMDER More than 1 year ago
well done
Mick Reid More than 1 year ago
thank you 
Ulian Kosie More than 1 year ago
Ok
Mick Reid More than 1 year ago
thank you
THE TRUTHFUL CRITIC More than 1 year ago
but it visualizes the senario
Mick Reid More than 1 year ago
thank you :)
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