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Casual Encounter: Strolling and Singing in the Hills

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green field near houses

Country Vibes

Idle I stroll through the civic square,
Spot a chic girl in the crowd.
She agrees, we go to Uno
sipping on creamy cappuccinos.

Now we stroll along on a footpath.
Cool sheep graze in the breeze.
Sheep’s eye fixed on our retinas –
Allures us to ramble the hills.

We didn’t dive naked into waters,
Or trek to the peak of the path.
But stop and sing a joyous song
(we did)
That echoed throughout the hills.

Poem: Rambling: Hills, Rain, and the Irresistible Allure

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