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Who's river this is I do not know
His house is in the sub-arctic taiga, though
I wonder if he will mind me stopping here
To watch his river run free, true and clear
My assistant must think me queer
To be chilling by The Slave River Rocks, not the Sea
without any wine, spirits or beer
...at 4 in the morning when it's 0 to -5C
But have no fret,
Because I do believe
That the soaring pelicans, free flowing crystal clear blue river, the twilight dawning. Will come and meet me here
and Within moments.
I will come to meet them.
just sharing, no C&C please. enjoy, thanks.
