My New Friend Heather!

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My New Friend Heather
by Paul Raworth Bennett

He loved to ride his bike, did Paul
Across the land, or to the mall
And normally would sunny skies
Delight his nose and ears and eyes

So greatly was his patience tried
On yet another rain-soaked ride
But ‘cuz he braved the awful weather
He met a bonny lass named Heather!

Then they both got from up above
The carefree, wild idea of
Their urban life, abandoning
And moving over to Saltspring


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