My feet are killing,
My back is soar,
I cannot think for another day more.
My eyes are drooping,
My knees are weak,
I cannot even stand the heat.
Blisters are mean,
They make you plead,
So don't forget some compead!
I did my D of E practice hike the other day and our group came up with this, I might do the one saying it was good later but this one is better!
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Snazzy Poems
عشوائيEnjoy my nerdy, strange and random poems that I create when I have nothing better to do! All my own work
