Wednesday, September 30, 2009

South America Poem

South America is fourth in size,
With emerald jungles and bright blue skies.
The Amazon River flows far and long,
Where birds and beasts all sing their song.

A sloth climbs slowly through a tree,
Monkeys swing in the canopy.

Up in the Andes Mountains high,
The Incas lived in days gone by.

Coffee and chocolate, potatoes and gum,
Are foods that from South America come.

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