Boat.
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Rebecca Navarre
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Down golden rivers we would float.
Just Dad and I in a boat. He'd laugh,
joke, show off and play. Say, how for
ever out here, we could stay. We could
be just like, in River rat..Take a raft,
down the river to where ever our hearts,
may..Then feeling a little cocky, feeling a
little brave. He gunned the boat, and there
on the stump, most the night we stayed..Till
someone came and towed us away. And that's
how our adventure ended that day...
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