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Created on: April 27, 2008
Can someone give me a hand here?
And help me with this bag?
Lord Almighty! It's heavier than me!
I don't mean to sound like a nag
But it's truly hard to carry
It just needs to go right over there
That swampy spot you can barely see
Don't ask me exactly what's in here
It's food for some of the wildlife
I like to give nature a hand
It might smell awful but I've had it awhile
Here, help me cover it with some sand
Thank you dear for helping me!
I couldn't have done it without you
I'm sure my husband is grateful as well
But who cares, the cheater is wolf food!
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