12 August 2012
Little tin snail
That I will call home
Just for a week
Before I go insane
Washing with the masses
Peeing in a public loo
Almost like 1984...
Dragging the washing up
In a little plastic kart
Dodging the rain
The wind
The thunder
The lightening
Grass is wet
The bed is cold
But at least the coffee is hot
Kids running wild
Mud all around
For this is camping
And suppose to be a holiday....
Tin Snail • Opuss № I