Come Young Pirates, Gran Canaria (33)
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Gran Canaria, here we rendezvous!
A yellow-green Atlantic Canary
greets us from across a toad filled lagoon;
loosely feathered, ever an island bird,
hunting insects, picking at figs and seeds;
while Skink's chase crickets, flies and grasshoppers
with mates wiggling in ecstasy
drunk with the pleasure of a salt filled breeze,
annoying Rock Sparrows as they scoot and dart
across the fine sands of a lush and breathless sea.
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