Its a parade of the pinwheels,
All different sizes ond shapes.
Its a sea of bright and vivid colors,
With no dullness in the frame,
This is the circle of life.
The wheel turns with grace,
Spinning around and around.
No things can diminish the pride
Of this beautiful palace.
This place is a paradise,
The gardens of of a king.
I wish everyone had a kingdom
Like the home of the pinwheels.
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Paradise is spelled p-a-r-a-d-i-s-e. Nice job Dallas!
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