Blueberry Hill
Poem about Sudbury, Ontario, Canada
Where's Blueberry Hill?
Is it north; is it west?
All the people are talking
and they say it's the best.
Little fingers are picking.
All the children bent down
filling baskets with berries
on the far side of town.
So; where are these berries
I see marked on the map.
In this place called a district
of the Minnow Lake gap.
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