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March Camping

Stuck in a vortex of warm and cold, camping mid-March is pretty bold, As I try to light a cooking fire I shield it by holding an umbrella, and feeling like Mary Poppins, almost get blown away like a feather, Thunderstorms at night right over my tent as I try to snore, with angels in heavens bowling alley dropping huge bowling balls, Bears coming out of hibernation having voracious appetites, thought I saw one by my campsite, and hope they don't come by for a "bite", Went hiking and came back feeling like a drenched lame duck, I feel I'm slowly quacking up, on account of not having any luck, So I decided to pack up and go on home, cos' nature is still way in limbo, seeing a bear in my rearview mirror, thanking God I was in my cars interior! 3-22-17

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