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minnesota boy
im thinking way back to my growing up in minnesota as a boy:
every season we had so much fun and joy;
rain snow or sunshine:
always as a boy in minnesota it was our fun time:
we wold build a fort;
every season of any sort:
we would rake the leaves in the yard and make piles higher then us:
then we would run and dive in them at full thrust:
in the winter we would make our fortress out of snow:
we knew we were safe as a penguin in our fort ya know:
then in the spring we would be on the prowl for any board nail or screen:'
and we built the best forts in minnesota ever seen:
people would drive by our house kinda slow:
cause our fort in the backyard was a sight to see ya know:
every nail board and screen was what we collected from all over town:
our fort was the coolest around:
we would be on the lake fishing in the early morn:
had to start early to catch the sunnies before it got too warm:
then we would proudly bring our prize catch home for mom to cook:
in the summer we were just happy we didnt have to carry no book:
we would gather all our change nickel and dime:
and going to the dairy queen was mister misty time:
you would get a brain freeze if you drank the icy drink too fast;
it was so refreshing though the brain freeze would only shortly last:
we would all laugh and do it over and over again:
im remembering growing up in minnesota way back then:
as a minnesota boy :
every season we had our joy:
we loved every inch of a brand new snow:
we were so happy when school was canceled and we didnt have to go:
when it rained we were still outside playing in the street:
making a damm on the curb side was kinda neat:
we rode our bikes through every city street:
as boys in minnesota in our town we felt so elite:
we would swim run and have our fun:
growing up in minnesota we were second to none:
these memories for a lifetime i cherish in my heart:
the precious times will never part:
john d, jungers
16--march 2013:
every season we had so much fun and joy;
rain snow or sunshine:
always as a boy in minnesota it was our fun time:
we wold build a fort;
every season of any sort:
we would rake the leaves in the yard and make piles higher then us:
then we would run and dive in them at full thrust:
in the winter we would make our fortress out of snow:
we knew we were safe as a penguin in our fort ya know:
then in the spring we would be on the prowl for any board nail or screen:'
and we built the best forts in minnesota ever seen:
people would drive by our house kinda slow:
cause our fort in the backyard was a sight to see ya know:
every nail board and screen was what we collected from all over town:
our fort was the coolest around:
we would be on the lake fishing in the early morn:
had to start early to catch the sunnies before it got too warm:
then we would proudly bring our prize catch home for mom to cook:
in the summer we were just happy we didnt have to carry no book:
we would gather all our change nickel and dime:
and going to the dairy queen was mister misty time:
you would get a brain freeze if you drank the icy drink too fast;
it was so refreshing though the brain freeze would only shortly last:
we would all laugh and do it over and over again:
im remembering growing up in minnesota way back then:
as a minnesota boy :
every season we had our joy:
we loved every inch of a brand new snow:
we were so happy when school was canceled and we didnt have to go:
when it rained we were still outside playing in the street:
making a damm on the curb side was kinda neat:
we rode our bikes through every city street:
as boys in minnesota in our town we felt so elite:
we would swim run and have our fun:
growing up in minnesota we were second to none:
these memories for a lifetime i cherish in my heart:
the precious times will never part:
john d, jungers
16--march 2013:
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