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Kate's Poem | ||||||||
There once were nine travellers from England, Who into the jungle began, Their names weren't all Geoff,Liz and Jane, And that's not where the story began. There was Simon, riding his crazy horse, Or just relaxing and smoking the rays, Thinking who he could deck Or how best to mend Selina's toes. Selina was quiet, retiring at first But she proved quite a whiz with her hands, But her feet weren't so good, and were misunderstood When the trek through the jungle began. Feet were causing problems in more than one quarter As a dramatic blister appeared somewhere similar on Bess Pilkington's left metatarsal, But this snoring beauty does not slumber quietly, Anyone out there within 10feet beware Her head butting is not unrequited. Jeanette's girly screams were heard all over the scene At all hours of the day and the night. But love still comes first When her true love comes tumbling after. Dummies went flying along with remarks But the lovebirds continued undaunted, For nothing could stop them ostensively Mending the whole in Mark's trousers. The entertainment was provided by Cheryl Our class one man band for the month, The songs that she had were all completely mad And were exactly what we were after. The numerical genius who fiddled the books Needed constant tact in abundance Whe phone bills weren't paid and the numbers would sway She'd be there to hurry them back. When organised chaos reigned overhead One person would always sail through, Jennie keeps everyone up to date and knows better than Kate Just how her rucksack was packed! Well, there's almost nothing more to say Save goodnight and thank you to all But just let me say that we may Just all come back one day. |
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Kate Davies, 31st July 2002 | ||||||||
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