Dad Goes To Minnesota

Dad Goes To Minnesota

Daddy went fishing in Minnesota

The summer, three years ago

Came home back a year later

Cops of the state in tow

Every day the story goes

When he sits by the fireplace

Cold to bones and for the shore

He lead a screaming race

It so happened that one day

He sat on a plane to Minneapolis

And before they landed he fell

In love with the city’s Nokomis

So off he went in a rickety boat

And singin' his song he rowed

Jumped for joy at his first perch

And cast the oars overboard

They sent a boat to bail him out

After he’d lost all hope

They said you’d better try the Francis

It shares the name with The Pope

So off he went in a rented van

Forgot the map unaware

Missed the turn after Annandale

And wound up on Pomme de Terre

It was twilight when he set foot

In the potato ghost town

No one knows what he saw there

He says she came in a gown

And she asked of him, go fetch

Me my ring from the quagmire

Where they lay me down

On the bank of the Esquagamah

And then the living fragment

Left in my Moosehead of a man

Well, I think daddy ran away

As fast as only a mustang can

He went back to the Nokomis

For another daring misadventure

Scuffled over the boat rental

And got the Sheriff his denture

He came home in grand procession

In that battered rental car

Followed by sirens red and blue

Glad daddy made this far

Today he sits by the fireplace

And retells on Schubert’s sounds

May God bless that old Sheriff

Whose dreams my daddy hounds

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The assignment topic was 5 lakes from the state of Minnesota - Nokomis, Francis, Annandale, Pomme de Terre and Esquagamah

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