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Growing up in small town, America, in A-Minnesota-a
really, the Natural, pristine woodlands and lakes ten thousands greatish--are--the --most beautiful,that I have ever again, saw


My little Brother and me
every corner of that small, town, belonged to him and me


From seasons to seasons
we experienced every out doors fun,with every seasons reasons


So when we moved to town from the Farm
mom said no dogs could we have in town,cause by law a leash on them had to be --and-- mom thought a Dog,  shouldn't be chained and that was cruel  with  restricting--harm--



So that's what it was, and came to be
but my brother and me had every other pet , their was him and me


Rabbits parakeet, fish Guinea pigs--turtles mice hamster and gerbils,  fishes,pigeons--and our cat and Duck--too--and--at--Easter--time--a--chicken-for-awhile--or--Two
our Minnesota pets kept us busy, and were a part of our every day life with all that we, did do


Growing up in Minnesota  my brother and me we had every fun
from sun up to sun down, when each day was done



My Minnesota days in my Heart will FOREVER, shine and GLOW
of growing up in a small town--AMERICA--in--Winona--Minnesota--with, my brother and me---okie-dokie--and-you-bet-chay--and----Don't-YA--K-N-O-W







By John d JUNGERS

13th of FEBRUARY 2018


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Growing up in small town America, in a-Minnesot-a