The Tradewinds
Contributed by Bill Fall

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Down near the heart of the Tropics
Where the Trade Winds blow all day,
Where the Southern Cross is shining
And the flying fishes play;
Down where the days when ended
Sink fast to a peaceful death,
Where the gorgeous, glowing sunsets
Are as short as a baby's breath;
Down where the palms are waving
And thermometers always climb,
Is the land of the missing twilights,
In North Latitude, almost nine.

Presented by CZBrats
January 24, 1999

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