Sunday, March 19, 2017

Mud Run Poem

Jumped in with a clue but I didn't think that this is what we had to do.

Parents came to help if we fell in the deep dark mud pool.

People came charging in but they didn't know that it might be a bit thick.

Crawling through the thick mud was harder then you think.

I was stuck in the mud and thought I would become one with the mud.

Crawling up the stairs, the end was near.

I was so muddy I thought I would become mud.

I jumped in the lake, so happy, that the sticky mud would finally leave me.

By Freddie and Hasan

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