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The Little Outhouse

Rating: 5.0

Out back under the trees,
no lights or water, no shiny paint
dirt from the earth makes the floor
sometimes the odor makes you faint

The path is worn with use,
wooden block holds the door,
hook on the inside makes it secure
meaning there's room for no more.

Order catalog sits next to the seat,
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Tracy Horner 27 January 2008

It brings back fond memories. Thank you. Trace

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