Sunday, 18 August 2013

Poem of the weekend.

This weekend I went to Paris's house to help her pack up her bedroom into boxes as she was moving.

We packed up Paris's bedroom into boxes.
Eating lollies and pizza for lunch.
Extremely cold when I got locked outside.
Kindness flashed through Hunter Paris's little brother as he gave Paris a big sloppy kiss.
Exciting when we smashed up a T.V with a bat, but had to pick up al the pieces afterwards.
Never again going on a trampoline as I some how jump of the tramp and landed on the bar.
Dinner at my neighbors house we had a roast. I was so full I could only just eat breakfast in the morning.

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