Six Days Shall Thou Paddle And Pack, But On The Seventh Thou Shall Wash Thy Socks Comments
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The river calls, the sun shines bright, Six days we paddle, morn till night. The tent we pitch, the fire we make, Adventures bloom for goodness sake.
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