November 26, 2007

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          AS IT IS LIVED
  
  Rolling along the green floor,
  Of the Willamette Valley,
  Trying for,
  The house on the hill to dally.

  

  From airport - Cascades in background.

  And as we get close to town,
  To the right is where we turn,
  To the place of renown,
  To crash and burn.

  

  More or less officially in  town now,
  Cascades in plain sight,
   Pointed right is the prow,
  Of a limo delight.

  

  Ere we reach mid town,
  We needs must cross the river,
  The Willamette it is known,
  Which from south to north is going.

  
  To the Columbia at Portland

  From the house on the hill,
  On the upper floor,
  Shown across the street, which is lower still,
  Is a house and more,
  Trees higher yet than the  house on the  hill.

  

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  Now to go see if I spelled Willamette right ?
  
  

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