Poem: “Pine Tree State”, fr. notebooks, Jim Stallings

Pine tree state,

Mother nature provides

Lumber and fish

Berries and lobsters

Although once servant food

Folks up here are used

To class superior folk

From Bah-ston

With Hah-vad degrees

Bright eyes, big ideas

But we Maniacs

Handle the tourists

Like the weather

She comes an’ goes

And being tough as rocks

We just remain

At season’s end, ehuh.

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