Throw rocks into the water
Nope we see nothing
One phosphorescence
Two bioluminescence
Three glow worm party
Tramping team scroggin
Do you want some tuna fish
Hey where is the deet?
Klaus might be danish
He might also be a goat
Which would you prefer
There is no jetty
What the fuck cowshed campsite
Bless flush toilets
Want a ride with us?
We can provide a surplus
Of puns unfinish
Strangers stop in front
Of us, were like what what the fuck
Dehydrated, help
Really not picky
We could ride inside your boat
Please please please please please
Riding with Hussein
Would you like the seat heat on?
Good lort, pray for us
Later in the day
Cigarettes in the ash tray
Should have been picky
The Second Sunday
in September suits us fine
Gotta mind that child
Ok this doesn’t make a lot of sense, I know, but it is a pretty good summary of a bunch of inside jokes and stories from the last few days tramping on the Queen Charlotte Track and then hitchhiking back to Nelson. More coherent blog post coming someday...
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