Log Rolling Poems - Poems about Log Rolling

...Here we are at the county fair, log-rolling show right over there, and in the back, a trained brown bear, there’s racing children everywhere. Endless carts where the food is fried, bizarre cre......

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...Well he wakes up early, when the sun breaks ‘cross the land. Then he goes out on the river, high up on the logs he stands. For counting twenty years now he’s been a river-driving man. And he ......

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...Ah Frontiera, here we are at your last, you've thrown a rod, your life lies black on oily ground - all this snow and you're a mobile no longer; so I must walk. It's cold, and now I think of it, t......

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...Woodsmen Day ( Poem) Sport using handsaws With a toothed edge blade One or two handed sawing On a woodsmen fair day Traditional log rolling Is a lumberjacks technique Style used in river d......

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...Like debris then that clutches rolling logs, this fit of time ensnares like demogues. What e'er was wholesome, now in total fog does placate for it's venture, fanfares bog! Aye, celebrate the v......

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