the burried treasure lies fifteen feet beneath the sand,
where the oasis and dunes narrow with in the land .
for if you walked behind the pyramind ,
slightly to the east slightly to the west amid
the old cactus plants
where the camel yarns and the donkey pants,
there the treasure lies.
an old man buried it there in cravy hides.
in times of war,
he sort to bury it far.
i silently watched as i was close
i only know the way to the treasure i wont disclose .
THE BURIED TREASURE IS MY LAST LOVE
