Friday, 27 March 2015
Camp Poem
Camp
I was like a sloth climbing up the wall
My tent was so small it was like a shell
My gear was so heavy it was like carrying an elephant
The flying fox was as high as the sky tower
At orienteering it was raining so hard it was like the sea coming out of the clouds.
Monday, 9 March 2015
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