Parapluie banana tree Eysus in the sun Brocking leet, sound so sweet Run river run Shake your head on arching neck Fonds of verdant green Paddle’d, dappled puddle-duck In the river seen Parapluie banana tree Thunder rumbling by Under nodding canopy Watch the darkening sky Rain descends on parapluie Clapping sudden rush Lands near-by a damsel fly On iridescent hush Emerald gilded filigree Closing, breathing wings Trembling frame in pouring rain Leafy solace brings Glistening road crinkle-cut Beaded necklace wears On ribble’d route takes its path Fring’ing, billowing hair
Parapluie Banana Tree
Shirley Martin serves up another delightful poem, Parapluie Banana tree. Brocking leet!
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