Bass Lake (2)
Through the Woods
along the winding road
we arrive at Bass Lake
just in time for the summer break
Such clean sweet water
fresh as fresh can be
and you do not have to think
That water we can drink,
you and Me
So we all run to the end of the Dock
and jump in the cold water, awaiting the Shock
we swim for Clams,
and watch the Fish watching us
no worries the Fish don't Fuss
But having Fun, and swimming all day
Takes it out of you in a funny way
So we head up to the barn, for a lie in the hay
And we go to sleep dreaming that tomorrow will be a Sunny Day
poem by David Darbyshire
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