
WISCONSIN
(Badger State)
Look at the city park across the clear swift river. It's
fantastic.
We're there! Look! An old steepled church. Oh!!! It's so romantic.
We wake to up the chimes of that old steepled church at dawn.
Travel along to our old friends in the woods, seeing a small fawn.
Watching the mist settle, lightly blanketing the water, window
clear.
Undocking, boat first disturbing liquid blanket, in ripples liking fear.
Looking out upon sparkle, the water star touching sky star, all around.
Instantly all is shattered, great ancient Muskellunge, from water bound.