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This poem is an ABC style, minus : The, there, and, is, are, they, them, we, I you, me, her, him,
it, that, those.
Midwest Western Australian Landscape.

A kaleidoscope of colours, enriching
Beaches of perfect white sand.
City devoid of poisons pollute.
Dandelion yellowed pastures
Envelope tired, leaning aged
Fences, touched by Father Time.
Green tree tops rustle on an
Horizons distance, generously where
Iron rusted metals, gone long by
Jut from paddocks ne’er more tilled.
Kangaroos gather under *gum trees
Leaping, jumping, like child at play.
Mountain ranges, flat topped only by
Natures sculpturing hands.
Orange flowered bushes complement
Purple *Patterson’s Curse carpet uncontrolled.
Quarries dug by man for mineral sands
Regional resources, also crayfish, galore,
Survival. Exports to places like Russia
Tokyo, China, USA, just a few.
Unusual gifts of wealth polished,
Varying gemstones removed from
Western Australia’s beauty, not even a
Xylophone players music could portray.
Yesteryears history, ghosted by
Zoning laws of technology, not necessarily better.

* Patterson’s Curse ( Salvation Jane, a noxious weed to Live stock, introduced from England)
* Gum Trees ( Eucalyptus tree)

# 2 IT'S THE MAKIN' UP I LOVE Another trivial fight began curses, worse than damn So on the phone I rang It's the makin' up I love. Soft and gentle voices say words of love relay soothin' for a day I'ts the makin' up I love. TeAnne © Nov. 2. 1998

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