Hike
On a quiet dusty backward, trail of grass and dirt
I was hiking with a friend, and she fell and got hurt
As I picked her up, out of the dirty muddy ground
The dirt was flying, and rocks rolling all around
Something bright and shiny, caught both of our eyes
Grabbing the secret item to hide, looking around for spies
Hike was over and we were back, to the vehicle car
Looking at the metal historic thing, pretty old by far
The daily news of print, was asking for the public’s eyes
Lost object was actually stolen, and taken by his lies
Thrown into the woods in haste, and still are on the run
Hiking and nature is never the same, but a bunch of fun
Now the thing is back home, with its correct bunch
The next time you go out in the woods, take your lunch
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