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FADASI

By
Safeia El-Jack
(3rd december2006)

Fadasi is my lovely little home village
And it is certainly full of courage
In the night we always eat a nice portage
And that is easy and doesn't cause damage
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On the bank of the river Nile
Fadasi stands high and gentle for a mile
But fortunately we never saw a crocodile
And always you see people with a wide smile
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Fadasi in summer was indeed very hot
It reminds me of a boiling pot
But we scape heat sitting in the cot
Where the air is cool and right on the spot
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We always have to pop
And walk to the shop
Where we buy a lollypop
That was about to pop
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At night all the family get together
Talk and laugh and grandma is a good teller
The moon was bright and gets fuller and fuller
Sending cosy light and making water chiller
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Friends and neighbours come home
To chat and eat so not to be alone
But from time to time they use the mobile phone
And I am sitting there in my own little thrown
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They talk for long hours but shamarat
And I wondered was it Fadasi or Shambat
But I found one of them was from Barakat
And the other was certainly from Kalaklat
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Also there we went to the nursery
where we draw and take away misery
When the day comes to the end
We go home and that what the teacher recommend
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