GeT yA tHiNkIn SoMeThIn

by Moon Princess   Oct 29, 2006


Bruised arms,
broken charms,
tired eyes,
faithful cries.

Sleepy head,
nearly dead,
whispered sigh,
no lie.

Cheeks wide,
seek or hide,
grossly covered,
feel mothered.

Speed dating,
no racial hating,
feet sore,
now a bore.

Nearly puked,
never nuked,
arms folded,
body rolded.

Camp was fun,
now go home to mum,
the dance was wild,
the cheese was mild.

The boys were hot,
the food was not,
a Halloween party,
did not dress tarty.

Mormon camp,
feet to stamp,
so tired now,
don't want to know how.

Church today,
now go away,
I want to sleep,
go under deep.

Activities hard,
gotta loose that lard,
that's what happens,
when you go to CAMP!!

+.+ I went to the Strength of Youth camp and I am so TIRED!! Lol. I wanted you guys to think I meant something different. Lol. +.+

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