Dougie Bugger called a ride
Folks showed up from far and wide
Off we went on out to play
To add some memories to our day.
On Friday out yonder, off we'd explore
Just me and Bugger on goats galore
Foresthill Rd. was cool and clear
Didn't even see one little deer
Oh flora, oh fauna
Oh vistas galore
Explaining with words?
No, imagery does soar.
Pray tell, what was next?
Iowa Hill was the plan
We stopped at a lake
And watched life in a span
We wound our way down
That narrow goat trail
With gnarly tight turns
And a bridge with detail
Don't look down
Stay close to the right
Else you'll be falling afar
Would not be a pretty sight
Folks showed up from far and wide
Off we went on out to play
To add some memories to our day.
On Friday out yonder, off we'd explore
Just me and Bugger on goats galore
Foresthill Rd. was cool and clear
Didn't even see one little deer
Oh flora, oh fauna
Oh vistas galore
Explaining with words?
No, imagery does soar.
Pray tell, what was next?
Iowa Hill was the plan
We stopped at a lake
And watched life in a span
We wound our way down
That narrow goat trail
With gnarly tight turns
And a bridge with detail
Don't look down
Stay close to the right
Else you'll be falling afar
Would not be a pretty sight
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