Tho' a million sets of eyes have looked O'er hundreds of years this way trekked The mysterious loop 'round Cooper Island Among the skunk cabbage, foamflower, and turtlehead None yet have found ancient lost treasure Ne'ertheless, wide-eyed wanderers endeavor Scampering across raised boardwalk planks Ducking und'r bellies of mighty trunks Hoping to stumble 'cross never... Continue Reading →
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