The Spoon River flows along,
The edge of my hometown,
We learned to swim in its murky waters,
And fished for catfish down.
The bridge that crossed at Main Street,
Was where we dared to jump,
Into the muddy current below,
Without a pump or plump.
The townsfolk say the river's haunted,
By those who drowned in play,
Their spirits wade the shallows now,
And fish both night and day.
But I don't fear the Spoon River Shore,
Or any ghosts that roam,
I'm proud to call this place my home,
Along this river's home.
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