The Question Whither

Where shall we go for the summer?
Here it is nearing July!
August for heat is a hummer:
Whither, my love, shall we fly?

Here it is nearing July!
Folks are preserving and canning.
Whither, my love, shall we fly?
Time we were doing some planning.

Folks are preserving and canning;
Summer is well under way.
Time we were doing some planning:
Let us decide it to-day.

Summer is well under way.
Come, heart's delight and companion,
Let us decide it to-day:
What do you think of the Canyon?

Come, heart's delight and companion,
Let us prepare to embark.
What do you think of the Canyon?
What of the Yellowstone Park?

Let us prepare to embark.
Hand me that map and that folder.
What of the Yellowstone Park?
Hot? Well, we'll try something colder.

Hand me that map and that folder.
Shall we take in the Big Trees?
Hot? Well, we'll try something colder —
Emerald Lake or Louise.

Shall we take in the Big Trees?
Or does Alaska allure you —
Emerald Lake, or Louise? —
All one to me, I assure you.

Or does Alaska allure you?
Pick any place to your wish.
All one to me, I assure you;
Only, I'm going to fish.

Pick any place to your wish —
August for heat is a hummer —
Only — I'm going to fish!
Where shall we go for the summer?
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