In between the maple trees,
In a grove where the cedars are thick,
Here is my place of peace,
With nettles rough and chantrelles slick
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Jan 21, 2025
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I sense a runner in the garden
Although my judgements known to fail
Once built a steamboat in a meadow
Cos I'd forgotten how to sail
I know the runner's going to tell you There ain't no cowboy in my hair So now he's buried by the daisies So I could stay the tallest man in your eyes, babe