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A Beautiful Garden

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A beautiful garden,

Rose up the hills,

It was innumerable,

In beauty and flowers πŸ’.

The garden was cared for by fairies,

And many small fairy babies would fly in and out of the garden ,

Laughing all the way about.

The little roses would talk,

The lilies would smile,

The fairies would have their tiffin and tea,

In the core of the garden.

The beautiful garden,

Is a gem among all the best gardens.

Adios!

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A Big And Beautiful Tree.

A big and beautiful tree ,

Was a sight to be beholden.

It held fruits of various colours,

Most were yellow and golden.

The big and beautiful tree,

Was a spot of happiness,

Of high cheer,

Freedom and strength.

The tree was an inspiration to all,

Yet it awaited light itself,

And still does.

Meanwhile,

The fairies have built up a secret house,

On the very top of the tree.

Phew! It is a challenge to be a big and beautiful tree.

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Adios!