Grass Valley.

A Grass valley,

With lush greeneries,

Come frequently in my dreams.

The cows,

The sheep,

The goats,

All eat their share there,

And roam around.

The sun glistens brightly upon the morning dew.

And the whole valley lights up.

One day we will surely visit the valley,

With my friends in tow,

There we shall have a lot of fun,

And whoever wins,

Will have to give a big feast and treat to all.


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