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A short poem about my home. |
| "Girt by sea," my home country is green and gold forever. A mixing pot, one grouse big lot stands unified together. Lush red sands, these ancient lands give life to cure what ails ya. I'm proud to say, we're here to stay right in sunburnt Australia! (The first three words are taken from Advance Australia Fair which is free to use for non-commercial purposes.) |