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A small island of the Dodecanese
These island folk seem so eager to please
Unhurried holidaymakers at ease
Gently blown by the soft Aegean breeze,
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Archangel Michael of Panormitis
This monastery draws us, invites us
Somehow we acquired a monk to guide us
Lighting candles for those gone before us
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With neoclassical coloured houses
Gift Shops, some bars and quaint coffeehouses
Old men, waiter for the cooks, their spouses
Great food that strains the waist of my trousers
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Harbour water crystal clear, I spy fish
Much smaller than Sprat too small for the dish
Warm waters where we dangle feet, such bliss
And Turtles draw breath, as if with a kiss
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Million-pound yachts moor in this safe harbour
Some are purchased, yet others are chartered
Swimsuit girls lie like cruciform martyrs
But life will catch up and soon they'll scarper
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Onboard our ferry, we sail home to Rhodes
Certainly one of life's great episodes
I hope to return again soon by boat
Till then I've photos and my anecdotes
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