Under backwoodsWhile you to get nowhere under backwoods, and thereby
can you really bravely stirring on the leading line?
Who things out the stone fields, greeneries and even the pine,
its release might for wises and who blunder away.
I took a hugI took a hug,
she was warm and even crumby,
much taller as me,
endways ascend on the sky.
I was in haste,
but he never misguided.
I can recall them all,
still oak stand first.