Looking for Sasquatch
at the edge of Boreal Forest sits a cabin we built ourselves in 1986
the deck became enormous because my man always gets carried away
Big John does everything in excess, going overboard on every project
We relax here a few times a year in the summer, enjoying the lake
Some say they have seen Sasquatch but we never have
I looked for Nessie for a while, but discovered she is in the Great Lakes
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