Tourist

by Oshane   Jul 4, 2008


Tourist

When I am a tourist,
Not a florist,
But when I see,
See the beauty of this country,

I must say,
There is beautiful sun-flower the smile,
There is beautiful flowers like girls so Divine,
This country of such beauty,

Its beautiful beaches with cuties,
Its fruit so sweet,
Its threat so neat,
Dancing, water sliding drinking, surfing,

So cool and sweet,
The neat landscape features,
And amazing creatures,
The mountains,

The valleys,
The lakes,
The iguana, birds, fishes and sea horses,
The beautiful sky in the morning,

Evening is good and the night,
The view of the whole world,
The whole world in a different light,

In this paradise,
So neat, sweet and cute,
And definitely cool,

This paradise called Jamaica.

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