Clue #12
A repeat park, not on a lark,
To Phalen we were bidden.
To protect the prize, we did surmise
In can of baby corn the puck would be hidden.
From a café full of grace, it’s time to race
Up a hill behind a house on the beach
Amidst thin trees there, we tossed into air
A tinned treasure, now in reach.
