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it was a hot day in mid-august these events took placethe sun did fry from the blue, blue skyon the slopes of baldy nighthe boys were sweating in the woodsthey were cutting down a treefinishing off right around mid daywith an ice cold kokanee
the beers were cold but it wasn't enoughto cool these fellows, nothey figured it nice with a river swimdown in the valley belowthe girls agreed but this they said:"what are we gonna eat?""worry not fish we'll catch and fry!"was the proud boys' quick reply
hey ho!we're going fishingbut we won't be using rodsno we'll be using sharp spearslike in the days of oldthe fish of kettle riverthey won't be safe no morecause emptyhanded we won't come backwhen spearfishing we go
of sticks and nails the spears were madeand the fellowship set offdown by the river, this they found:the water's freezing coldin spite of this they all jumped inand so the hunt begansurreal though you may think this isbut stephen caught a fish!
hey ho! we're going fishing...
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