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Buffalo Bay

By Austin Joel Wensloff

 

A place that has something to do every summer,

Fishing in the freezing morning,

Gulfing at noon and maybe in the after noon,

Go back fishing if we didn't catch enough flaky fish,

At night, we cook up the fish,

And have an all you can eat festival,

This is a place I like to call buffalo Point,

Now it's the end of the summer,

So until than,

Waiting 'til winter ends,

until summer is here again.