Settled down comfortably on the couch to watch - they couldn't get their heads around the two heads - and Not even another showing of A Clockwork Orange right after could rouse me.
This was recited to me by an 11 year old niece at work - South Africa...
When the sky's as hot as a baking pot And the whole earth shrinks like a skin The Mopanie leaves clap And the eagle cries, the turtles snap and the Thorn trees scratch And the dry grass sings and sings.
On the crackling mud the crocodile smiles And the kudus snort in the dust And the zebras grunt And the jackals howl And the elephants trudge for another mile. The dry grass sings and sings.
But when lightning strikes and the clouds drop down And the whole earth drinks from the sky The wood dove purrs And the Fever trees sigh And the river rolls as heavy as blood The dry grass sings no more.
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Settled down comfortably on the couch to watch - they couldn't get their heads around the two heads - andRefreshed and ready to face the day.