That’s where we spent a pup-tent event playing ourselves
As Santa’s elves on a vast place of plenty. Some twenty-
somethings wandered off the reservation to an undisclosed
location for a rest from smiles and the guile of just being nice.
Withal, a brawl turned into a slow crawl to a dawn beyond
the one we were on. There was rejoicing at voicing songs
that belonged to our parents but apparently all did not end
well for the knell tolled as the dawn lofted a blank stare into
he charged night air. The day after, riotous laughter could still
be heard out of sight, for the night had morphed into day as it
has a way of doing in spite of human’s persistent importuning’s.
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