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mandag den 19. august 2019

Poetry Monday :: Camping

From Jenny of Procrastinating Donkey via Diane of On the Alberta/Montana Border we are given this week's topic in a rhyme. And the topic is Camping.

Camping - I know we all expect something about tents, camp stoves, sleeping bags et cetera. No, not going to happen. As you migth have understood from my recent posts, I presently reside in a world, where "camping" has a whole 'nother meaning.


I just walked here, peaceful as you please.
You came sneaking from behind, killing me with ease.
And now ... you're camping my corpse!

I just sat here waiting for a rare to spawn.
And now you sit here too, waiting on my lawn
Bugger all - you're gonna camp my horse!

Corpse Camping


6 kommentarer:

  1. Elephant's Child19. august 2019 kl. 11.27

    Now that is use of camping which is completely new to me...

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  2. Diane Stringam Tolley19. august 2019 kl. 20.23

    I have a bout twenty kids who would be right into this kind of 'camping'! Well done!

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  3. messymimi20. august 2019 kl. 00.50

    That kind of camping is what my kids understand, although Little Girl, when she has her military duty, does a lot of the other kind of camping.

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  4. only slightly confused20. august 2019 kl. 01.14

    All new stuff to me but definitely interesting.

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  5. jenny_o20. august 2019 kl. 01.18

    That's totally new to me also - thank you for the education!

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