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Though just a child of long ago
I remember still
The narrow crooked rocky path
And the outhouse on the hill
It creaked and groaned against the wind
And possessed an awful smell
Yet proudly stood beneath the trees
And served its purpose well
I love the comforts of today
Like running water and silly frills
Yet still I think of ages past
And the outhouse on the hill
~ Sandi