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Created on: January 08, 2009
Here I am at Mission Bay,
Felling happy, feeling fey!
Watching yon blue waters rippling,
The green of trees, idly tripping!
In the distance a dude in red,
Casting his line,
Perchance getting a fish by head.
A lady running by,
A bit too big,
But she'll soon be fit,
All can dig!
Now a fine looking, nubile lass,
In great shape,
Rushing past!
All in all a real fine time,
I oft come here,
Life can be kind!
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