Tuesday, May 5, 2015

Green Pastures Camp Poem

In extension writing we had to write a poem about camp. ( In class I wrote the one about the air rifle ) This is my one about the mud run.

STUCK

Stuck!
Trying to move, but I am trapped.
Uncomfortable mud grips my skin,
Coating me from head to toe,
Knowing this camp will be great!

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