Ah heck Wisconsin,
Is there a better place to be,
Pickled eggs and cheap tap beer,
And a polka just for me.
Love handles on the both of us,
The both of us agree,
A love night out at deer camp,
Is a damn right place to be.
So we'll do a bit,
Of our hop in the sack,
Then go have a drink,
On the porch out the back.
Hear the late night critters,
Serenade like they do,
It's a damn good deer camp,
For me and for you.
Listen to them critters,
Hold each other too,
We'll snore together,
Aw Heck.
In Wisconsin.
Zzzzzzzzzzzzz.**Maybe share some cheese curds about 1am. Don't that sound good!
Saturday, March 21, 2009
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