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  Timberbrook: long removed from Framingham and Charlotte land
  Was the place of my upbring, with a big yard and a sandbox.
  Among the elms, oaks, sycamores; peach, cherry, apple, pear, and pecan trees,
  Leaves were not scant in the autumn breeze, before the freeze.
  Broken Arrow, as the Seminoles taught us, was a home
  In Oklahoma, where the red man roams, and the snow doesn't come
  But three times yearly, if we were lucky, which always resulted in a pother¹....