WooHoo Vacation Time
The anticipation was much too great.|
We, as eager children, could scarcely wait.
Off to the cabin, 'twas time to go.
The hidden dangers we didn't know.
We each were issued a Karo syrup can
Off we trudged, our buckets in hand.
We all piled into that trusty old car.
The journey was fun, but it was far.
We always stopped at just the right place.
Who could pick the most, we made it a race.
How could we know a bear was there too?
Run, run for your lives, nothing left to do.
No blueberry picking on that promising day.
That greedy old bear chased us away.
BLUEBERRY PIES, the billboard sign read.
We'd enjoy berries ready-made instead.
So Mama bear kept her berry domain.
Any chance of returning would be in vain.
We vacationed in late June every year.
Excitement built as the days drew near.
That big old bear was loud and scary.
She wouldn't share, she kept every berry.
No more berry picking, we didn't even try.
We got our berries from a Billboard Pie.
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