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Oct 2016
I went adrift
Into the wood

Wouldn't you know
I  couldn't or should

But I am a fool
And that's what I did

And nonsense
Is all the woods
Would me give

The ground is but rock
And wet is my sock

And rangers are strangers
And city folk mock

So fire we made
While the baren trees swayed
In the pitch black of night
In a  yurt hovel cave

The drinks were a pouring
As camping is boring
And What is there other
than waiting for morning.

Why the did I go
What the hell did I think
Knowing that outdoor activities stink

The sleep is not sleep
And the food is all meat
And strange ranger Rick says you must be discreet.

So **** all the bears
And the fly's and the ticks
If I had more than one
They could **** extra *****

So head what I say
And stay far away

From state sponsored
State parks
the rocks and sticks

Stay home and  inside
   just turn on Netflix
Oh and Lyme disease. Ya that is lots of fun.
Leay
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   mikecccc
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