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THE GRASS STILL GREEN,
THE LAKE NOT FROZEN,
ALL WILL SOON TO CHANGE.
MOST DON'T KNOW,
OR EVEN CARE,
HOW THIS PARK WAS NAMED.
MANY, MANY YEARS AGO,
ON THIS SITE..
A HOTEL BUILT..
THAT CARED THE RICH AND FAMOUS.
A BOXER TOO,
WHO TRAINED AND STAYED,
ADORED BY ALL THE MASSES.
THE HOTEL GONE,
BURNED TO THE GROUND,
LEFT NOTHING MORE THAN ASHES.
PARK BENCHES DOWN ALONG THE LAKE,
THE CHILDREN'S PLACE TO PLAY,
THE TRAIL TO WONDER ON,
NOW TAKE THE LONG GONE PLACE.
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THE PARK
THE PARK