First Day

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Sitting besides the burning fire as the
little birds fly higher and higher
the sun is setting behind the peaks
while little bats begin playing hide and seek
the men are fishing in the river and
we change a diper that makes us quiver
it's starting to get really cold and
the noise from the gate is getting old
the once burning fire is going ot, but
we are still making smores with no doubt
we will turn in around ten' o' clock and
wake up when the birds begin to knock
there goes our first day inthe woods
up in the small brown cabin and all is good.





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