He lived a boy's life
He loved his "Camp Mohawk" on Viele`s Creek
And he loved to work on problems, drifting in his canoe
Lightning days
He hated formalities in dressing
He would welcome also god himself, in his red bathing suit
Lightning days
The doors of his house were usually electrified
He loved his "Camp Mohawk" on Viele`s Creek
And he loved to work on problems, drifting in his canoe
Lightning days
He hated formalities in dressing
He would welcome also god himself, in his red bathing suit
Lightning days
The doors of his house were usually electrified
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