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Thought I would post Part One in case some who missed might want to catch it before I post Part Two later today. This poem is five parts, will release here daily depending on response. Based on a True Story. Enjoy the ride, and try to put yourself if my shoes. Thanks, Bri
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The Canada
Stories of ‘The Six’ Sons

Part One

Prelude

There’s a reason this tale has yet to be told
We agreed never again to go back and unfold
No words will ever do this writing justice
What I am to tell you creative illustrious

Whether you believe or not like your choice of cola
I indulge you to read on—ensconced inside our pergola.
If only, barely, solely to feel
Extraordinary, implausible, albeit factual and real?

The six brothers were together again with Dad
Plus two mates, one happened to be nicknamed Head
That’s as funny as it will get here,
Tomb-like it was said this Hemisphere

From Lake La Croix to a bus ride meant for Hell unfavored
Iron Lake to brutal portage then Crooked Lake we labored,
We laughed, cringed and sang as we lifted boat, motor & tackle
A crew of well trained mercenaries here to unshackle

We finally set sail and found our rock of an island
Set up our quarters three to a tent on high-land
Placed a fire, put down our meal, talked, watched shooting stardom,
Told some stories and it was lights out in our celestial kingdom.

The next several days be great for fishing,
Lots of brotherhood – male bonding we’re wishing
We all missed our girlfriends, is not we feign
Now just the six, two bros, and Dad we remain

Turned in for the night, Head in the middle, brothers on the flank
Swiftly it came, –Beep, Beep, crack, shake, shatter, non-stop we rank
Lightning shower unabated was the coolest storm
Five inches no mizzle – we made it till morn

Keep in mind this mass of rain
The squall of a decade some might claim
Fishing would come again on the morrow
Historic, ill-fated night yet to sorrow

In
The Canada

(to be continued)
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Note: The friends name in S3, “Head” – real name Andy, was not meant to be offense or vulgar. That was his nickname because he had a big Head, the kind attached above ones shoulders. I mentioned him because of his impact on the fishing trip. He was so funny and gave us all constant laughs, but even this event left him speechless, to this day, concerning the events of The Canada.
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Update: Part Two will be released later today. Hope you don’t miss it.
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TBO: Come to think of it, you are right, Head, or Andy, is a bit like you. I knew there was some subliminal reason to bring him into the poem. lol
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