Happy Birthday, Mr. Thoreau,
July twelfth, twenty seventeen,
New born two hundred years ago.
Is Walden Pond still on the scene?
Yes - in a Massachusetts park,
Where on a hot day in July,
Bunches of people do embark,
To have fun at the beach - or try!
Backed up traffic causes delay,
A lot of noise and trash around,
A simpler life - there is no way,
If today you're Walden Pond bound.
Check back another hundred years,
Odds are Walden Pond disappears.
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