And also a magical place called Leavenworth
In that land we enjoyed a taste of their bratwursts
With all-you-can-eat cider apple kraut ‘til your stomachs burst
We learned how to ski gracefully down the glistened slopes
On the soft powder snow that was a March godsend
What fun we had basking under the sunshine
Yet still we bundled up in the chilled air on the mountains high
It is a shame we do not have Bà with us
To glide down the hills together as we did once more
We would love to hear her giggle and say
What a wonderful time we had in the northwest of the USA
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