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Shelton - Washington State

this paean to the place name sans title of poem actually mooch oh years decades? ago, when my youngest sister began her decades long residence along the Pacific Northwest. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - county seat, of Mason County, Washington, United States westernmost city on Puget Sound above ground sans tectonic plates population 9,834 per 2010 census end result from biological mates maintains commission form of government drafted by mandates. Shelton served by small steamboats comprising Puget Sound Mosquito Fleet Old Settler, Irene, Willie, City of Shelton, Marian, Clara Brown, & S.G. Simpson logging, farming, dairying, ranching & oyster cultivation for populace to eat Simpson Timber Company mill on Puget Sound's Oakland Bay over yon dominates landscape of the downtown area as essential heart beat Shelton identifies the "Christmas Tree Capital" sold by the ton. 47°12'49?N 123°6'22?W (47.213702, -123.106088) coordinates bench mark total area of 5.9 square miles (15 km2), of which 5.6 square miles (15 km2) land 0.3 square miles (0.78 km2) (5.60%) water laps with an occasional errant shark in a pinch captured, processed and canned a delicacy that fin de siecle bony illegal booty fined by the oceanic narc. well nigh two decades in the past this poet trekked across America beginning in a place called gap pennsylvania - where stockpile of Amish goodies barely did last and vanished in a gingerly snap of fingers, which necessitated sustenance when van fueled i.e. gassed up while myself or the other driver stole a short nap seduced to sleep by syncopated tires as highway miles passed inching closer to youngest sister via this linear transcontinental lap destination Seattle Washington indigenous iconic statue cast. Ronald Strickland a fine companion and boone story teller to boot about my age (five decades plus two) then trying to rake in some loot by writing about his travels, yet unpretentious and no square at root perhaps one day, I will surprise him with a call and give him a toot.

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