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Standing still in soothing steeping sunlight She, my basil beauty in the limelight Queen of shrubs, she truly deserves the name Straight as a lilly, heading high her fame. Tiny flowers, but leaves spreading fragrance Slender body, trumpeting radiance Holy, Lemon, African, Thai or Sweet What wide varieties for us to meet. Tender childish greenish leaves her stems hold Dried and crushed spreaded over pizza folds With honey she opens wind pipes at ease And open gates of heaven for the Greece. Wonder how to stop praises of your grace Let me have some divine leaves for my vase.
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Apr 6, 2020
Apr 6, 2020 at 12:32 AM UTC
Divine Basil
Standing still in soothing steeping sunlight She, my basil beauty in the limelight Queen of shrubs, she truly deserves the name Straight as a lilly, heading high her fame. Tiny flowers, but leaves spreading fragrance Slender body, trumpeting radiance Holy, Lemon, African, Thai or Sweet What wide varieties for us to meet. Tender childish greenish leaves her stems hold Dried and crushed spreaded over pizza folds With honey she opens wind pipes at ease And open gates of heaven for the Greece. Wonder how to stop praises of your grace Let me have some divine leaves for my vase.
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Apr 6, 2020
Apr 6, 2020 at 12:32 AM UTC
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