Geographical
Where the longitude's mean and the latitude's low,
Where the hot winds of summer perennially blow,
Where the mercury chokes the thermometer's throat,
And the dust is as thick as the hair on a goat,
Where one's mouth is as dry as a mummy accurst —
There lieth the Land of Perpetual Thirst.
Where the hot winds of summer perennially blow,
Where the mercury chokes the thermometer's throat,
And the dust is as thick as the hair on a goat,
Where one's mouth is as dry as a mummy accurst —
There lieth the Land of Perpetual Thirst.
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