Idyllic for some, enchanting for some,
Lovely for some, lyrical for some,
Pleasant for some, pretty for some.
Winsome, wholesome and awesome.
It's none other place than Folsom.
Where winding paths wend thro' green lawns lush
And parking lots are like scenes painted fresh.
Morning breeze is gently chilly
Evening air makes us all wooly
Silence and serenity always rule
Save cheerful birds' chirpy calls.
Haven for peace or a piece of Heaven
Here on this earth, God given!
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