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Jul 2014
Down by the river.
Down by the river, there is a little boat.
It isn't much of a boat.
Red in paint and green of moss.
It sets here at the river side.
Next to the boat there is a bridge
Old by ragged in wood.
We play and swim
Down by the river.
The old fishing hole doesn't have many fish anymore.
The old hobo cooks
Down by the river.
Written by
Harold r Hunt Sr  union sc
(union sc)   
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