This poem might become part of a bigger world that I am working on.
|Fire of spring may rise again!
It has created glorious trade!
The spice of plants be worth a ten!
We can buy silk and jade!
Oh ho! It may rise again!
The ashes of winter finally gone!
Oh ho! It may subside again!
Now spring is here so carry on!
Lots of diamonds by the sea!
Each worth about a tens full!
Trade those diamonds for the tea!
For those are for our natural soul!
Let us have a great feast!
Full of meat, wine and bread!
We must harvest the yeast!
Before we go to bed!