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Golden sand tickling your toes Pebbles gleaming, glistening, slushing When the tide comes back to shore. Sand dunes hiding wildlife, Multitudes of migratory birds, Safely returning every year to This beautiful, marshy paradise. Skies so orange, pink and red, An artists palette of natural art Greet you at sunrise and sunset. ***** kippers, cod and plaice Shrimps, cockles and whelks, Mushy, minty peas and chips, The show at the end of the pier. The lifeboats and their hardy crew Risking their lives to save others, When visitors run into trouble At the mercy of the cold North Sea. Crumbling coastlines, cliff walks And nature reserves full of the Scent of wild garlic and herbs, Norfolk lavender. Steam engines, Fishing boats, river boats, Paddling boats and cycles Take you on journeys Around the Broads or Past the famous Castles. Tigers and leopards peer Through the bars of their Zoo homes by the sea. Easterly winds that bite your Fingers as they whistle and Howl through the City. Guest houses closed for The winter as you stroll The lonely promenades Breathing in the air. Queen Bodicea, Normans, Vikings and Romans all Marched through this Historical landscape And yet we remain Stalwart and strong Proud of our heritage, Our roots, our birthplace There's only one place Better than Norfolk, And that's the Beautiful Ozarks.
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Oct 17, 2014
Oct 17, 2014 at 6:56 PM UTC
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Golden sand tickling your toes Pebbles gleaming, glistening, slushing When the tide comes back to shore. Sand dunes hiding wildlife, Multitudes of migratory birds, Safely returning every year to This beautiful, marshy paradise. Skies so orange, pink and red, An artists palette of natural art Greet you at sunrise and sunset. ***** kippers, cod and plaice Shrimps, cockles and whelks, Mushy, minty peas and chips, The show at the end of the pier. The lifeboats and their hardy crew Risking their lives to save others, When visitors run into trouble At the mercy of the cold North Sea. Crumbling coastlines, cliff walks And nature reserves full of the Scent of wild garlic and herbs, Norfolk lavender. Steam engines, Fishing boats, river boats, Paddling boats and cycles Take you on journeys Around the Broads or Past the famous Castles. Tigers and leopards peer Through the bars of their Zoo homes by the sea. Easterly winds that bite your Fingers as they whistle and Howl through the City. Guest houses closed for The winter as you stroll The lonely promenades Breathing in the air. Queen Bodicea, Normans, Vikings and Romans all Marched through this Historical landscape And yet we remain Stalwart and strong Proud of our heritage, Our roots, our birthplace There's only one place Better than Norfolk, And that's the Beautiful Ozarks.
Torn between Norfolk in UK and the Ozarks in Missouri
Written by
anne-davies
UK
Oct 17, 2014
Oct 17, 2014 at 6:56 PM UTC
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