Untitled Poem
Tell everyone I'm on my way.
New friends & new places to see
With the sun beating down; yes
I'm on my way and no place I'd rather be
my bag is packed and hiking the miles
over the hills and over the streams
with enough weight to stagger a Giant
Doesn't matter when I get there, I'm doing it in style.
New friends & new places to see
With the sun beating down; yes
I'm on my way and no place I'd rather be
my bag is packed and hiking the miles
over the hills and over the streams
with enough weight to stagger a Giant
Doesn't matter when I get there, I'm doing it in style.
- Sam
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