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The first day of the Southern Summer in the Southern Hemisphere
The sun shines in the blue sky and a blackbird I do hear
His beautiful song so melodious and clear
On the first day of December the twelfth month of the year,
The temperatures pleasant twenty four degrees
With a welcome coolness in the evening breeze
That blows from the ocean a few miles away
One ought to feel happy for such a nice day
The Spring of the year 2009 to the forever...
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A Climate Change sceptic his political party does lead
That is if you believe all you hear of and read
Supposed to be a talented and clever human being yet he cannot see
What to most others seem obvious as obvious as can be
The alternative Prime Minister of many of us what does this say
That we cannot see what is happening in our Natural Environment of today
The Polar ice caps melting as sea levels rise
All of these things are happening right before...
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How much I admire her in words I cannot say
From her something new for to learn every day
I've loved her since I was a very young boy
And learning about her I still do enjoy.
Her beauty I do not have to pay to see
Everywhere I turn to look it is all around me
She has inspired many a painting and story and song
I am one of her children and to her I belong.
Our very existence to her we do owe
Than Mother Nature a greater...
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News of her death has travelled far and wide
The World's oldest sheep at Lake Bolac has died
At the time honoured age of twenty three
What's old for a sheep seems young to you and me.
Most sheep at a young age slaughtered for their meat
For you and me and others for to eat
But she was one left to die naturally
And in so doing created her own history.
A quiet old place in Victoria known for it's lake and scenic views
Due...
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A lovely Spring day the wildborn birds are singing and the warm sun shining in the clear blue sky
And white butterflies flitting in the flowering gardens and the dark winged swallows chirping as they fly
The last week of the southern November and the southern Summer just a week away
The temperatures in the low to the mid twenties this surely does rate as a perfect day,
The young magpies though flying not independent to their parents for food they do beg and call ...
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