Rolf In The Woods

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Rolf In The Woods
The Early Springtime Sunrise Was Near At Hand As
Quonab, The Last Of The Myanos Sinawa, Stepped
From His Sheltered Wigwam Under The Cliff That
Borders The Asamuk Easterly, And, Mounting To The Lofty
Brow Of The Great Rock That Is Its Highest Pinnacle, He
Stood In Silence, Awaiting The First Ray Of The Sun Over
The Sea Water That Stretches Between Connecticut And
Seawanaky.

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