Let’s rent an able Winobego we’ll have toast by the shore
We’ll finagle by the coast, yeah we’ll walk till its dawn
Pickin’ Indian spirit guide names
Stories by a campfire, smores by the flames
Oh no, Wasilla’s beyond our wheels
But we can paddle, even if it’s years
Mr. Moneybags with your feet up there
You are, you’re missing the rain-soaked air
And kisses by the river bank, a supple love
Hiking up mountains looking down from above
Oh no, Wasilla’s beyond our wheels
But its alright even if its years
Dragonflies circle around you
Wild child mosey—summer Maine
Loose Liberal libations
Late July mighty migration
Mighty Migrations yeah,
Mighty Migrations yeah
Simplistic mornings by the pier
That old wood stove we shared
With our balanced bodies bare
Only mosquitoes overhear
There’s opportunity in our fluency
There’s opportunity lain so beautifully bare
Astronomy, no solitaire
I love that you love this concessionaire
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