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On our mission trip,
At the camp, each swear
costs a quarter. On our job,
“spider” is a swear.
“Thousands” of them too.
Oh how many big fat hairy spiders
can one house hold?
“Thousands”.
That will be another quarter, John.

Title 8/8/07, poem August 12, 2007 20:20
Our mission trip,
from Wesley United Methodist Church,
Concord, NH and from First United Methodist Church,
Hudson, MA to Jacksonville and Machias, ME
to the Down East Maine Mission,
Jacksonville United Methodist Campground,
East Machias, ME

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