...we change the subject for a while,
Angels got tough to find, there was no smile;
there was one thing that I found out,
religions fight each other, that's (seems to be) what it's about.
So....we'll move on to a subject that's fresh,
there'll be no need for people to press the flesh;
we'll go to National Parks, or Historic Places,
meet new land and see new faces.
First, in no particular order, is old and new, but just the same,
it's in Vermont, and has a different name,
Marsh-Billings-Rockefeller National Historical Park;
let's go and visit, it's just a lark.
This is the mansion, Marsh-Billings, in name,
they owned the land, the house stayed the same.
Mr. Marsh wanted the Army to ride....
camels, not horses, he said with pride.
Mr. Billings was a pioneer, scientific farming was his thing,
and conservation or the land too, early on, he heard a bell ring;
Laurence Rockefeller gave it all to us,
we can enjoy their work, and with no fuss.
The farm is run, just as it was, cows and horses for your view,
sugar maples, and hemlock trees (400 years old) and trails too;
all of this open, year round they say,
just for people like us, to go out and play.
Top: The Marsh-Billings mansion
Middle (1): Horses (can be rented to ride) in the snow.
Middle (2): One of the carriage/walking trails.
Bottom: And...a nice herd of Jersey cows.
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