Let me tell you, boyo, bach: I love this place,
where green hills shelter me from fear,
jet fighters dance like dragonflies
mating over unsteady, unafraid lambs,


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‘Let me tell you, boyo, bach: I love this place, where green hills shelter me from fear.’
Let me tell you, boyo, bach: I love this place,
where green hills shelter me from fear,
jet fighters dance like dragonflies
mating over unsteady, unafraid lambs,
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Salman Rushdie is the author of eleven novels, including Midnight's Children, which won the Booker Prize in 1981. He is a Fellow of the British Royal Society of Literature, and his books have been translated into over forty languages. His new novel, Two Years Eight Months and Twenty-Eight Nights will be published in September 2015.
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