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Friday, 24 October 2014

Camp Poem

Camp Woodend

From the top of the climbing wall

I can see...

Go karts racing like tiny ants
 People bouncing on trampolines
Parents supervising gaga dodgeball
Rifles aimed at the heads of metal ducks

From the cabin door

I can hear

People cheering in the dodgeball pit
Chatter and laughing in the cabins
The drizzle of the showers
The drizzle of the rain

Camp Woodend

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