I thought the people would be backwoods,
I didn't think that they could be good,
But how wrong could I be?
Because there was something that I didn't foresee.
The people I met were filled with cheer,
And they seemed to be sincere,
I finally met some people that understood me,
And my life was filled with a jubilee.
There was she and he and him and her,
Of those I met, there were a few I preferred,
In six months time I've become well liked,
From the adults to the little tykes.
My friends are not as old as I,
I was once very shy,
Now I have these people to talk to,
This is all very true.
I went to many places,
With all those nice faces,
I'm glad I got with those people,
Under the tall steeple.
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