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Glad Oaks

Once a peaceful quiet land, it's really more than I can stand.         They took the 
animals from the ark, all to turn their homes into an industrial park!  They shoved 
down trees and yanked out bushes,   they killed the grass and all the brushes.    
They ran out foxes and scared away squirrels, and knocked down nests of the 
cheerful whippoorwills.    This didn't bother  town board, oh no indeed.    
Especially not Mayor Allen Mcsneed.  He's the one  suggested that the forest 
be "detreed".   The townsfolk didn't notice, the first couple months.  Just "quiet 
and peaceful" like it should,  with no droppings on the peoples' car hoods.    
Then one day,       'Ol Joe Hudson marched up to town hall, "I miss the squirrels 
and the whippoorwills' call!"  He started a petition, and walked thru town, "Join my 
expotition!" He'd call out up and down.          People joined in, all on their own, 
even held meetings in each others' home.  "Stop the industrial park!" they'd 
cry, "Save the animals before they die!"  Mayor Mcsneed didn't like this at all, he 
planned to have the park completed this fall.             "Alright," he said, tired of 
people in his face "let's me an' 'Ol Joe do a foot race."  So it was decided, 'Ol Joe 
and Mcsneed, neither one excited.  It was like this, Joe won, the forest stayed, 
Mcsneed won, it was their bad day.  The race was square, it "Started right 'ere an' 
ended right there"  The race was run, thankfully, 'Ol Joe won.  After the race 'Ol 
Joe 
spoke,  and such is the story of that forest, "Glad Oaks".

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