write a poem of 8 lines on EARTH ending with rhyming words
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“We're going,” they said, “to the end of the world.”
So they stopped the car where the river curled,
And we scrambled down beneath the bridge
On the gravel track of a narrow ridge.
We tramped for miles on a wooded walk
Where dog-hobble grew on its twisted stalk.
Then we stopped to rest on the pine-needle floor
While two ospreys watched from an oak by the shore.
We came to a bend, where the river grew wide
And green mountains rose on the opposite side.
My guides moved back. I stood alone,
As the current streaked over smooth flat stone.
Shelf by stone shelf the river fell.
The white water goosetailed with eddying swell.
Faster and louder the current dropped
Till it reached a cliff, and the trail stopped.
I stood at the edge where the mist ascended,
My journey done where the world ended.
I looked downstream. There was nothing but sky,
The sound of the water, and the water’s reply.
So they stopped the car where the river curled,
And we scrambled down beneath the bridge
On the gravel track of a narrow ridge.
We tramped for miles on a wooded walk
Where dog-hobble grew on its twisted stalk.
Then we stopped to rest on the pine-needle floor
While two ospreys watched from an oak by the shore.
We came to a bend, where the river grew wide
And green mountains rose on the opposite side.
My guides moved back. I stood alone,
As the current streaked over smooth flat stone.
Shelf by stone shelf the river fell.
The white water goosetailed with eddying swell.
Faster and louder the current dropped
Till it reached a cliff, and the trail stopped.
I stood at the edge where the mist ascended,
My journey done where the world ended.
I looked downstream. There was nothing but sky,
The sound of the water, and the water’s reply.
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Mother earth, our mother earth
She is the one who gives us birth.
The tree, soils, mountains and hills
All are one by one getting killed.
Mother earth, our mother earth
She was once full of happiness.
Rivers, lakes, seas and wells
In this place many creatures dwell.
Mother earth, our mother earth
No one understands its worth.
People work with a lot of zeal.
Only to make money for their meals.
She is the one who gives us birth.
The tree, soils, mountains and hills
All are one by one getting killed.
Mother earth, our mother earth
She was once full of happiness.
Rivers, lakes, seas and wells
In this place many creatures dwell.
Mother earth, our mother earth
No one understands its worth.
People work with a lot of zeal.
Only to make money for their meals.
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