A trip to south Louisiana
Where Mother Nature is still pure;
Been waiting ten years to return
For another Munson's Swamp Tour.
Loaded drinks inside the ice chest
Our pontoon boat carried eleven;
Glided past rows of sugar cane fields
To see our small 'slice of heaven'.
Racoons were anxious to see us
As they awaited a slice of bread.
Blue herons guided our pathway
Through the thick green canopy ahead.
Nutria and snakes ignore us.
We're entertained by dragonflies;
Garfish swim past bald cypress trees
While a few deer watch us float by.
Alligators are the stars of the show
While snapping turtles soak up the sun.
A thrill tossing chicken to the gators
Nothing beats this for Natural Fun!
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