Camping
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Tully O'mara, Grade 5
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Poetry
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2017
Camping
We sit near the trees,
In the warm summer breeze,
Sitting with food,
I feel like a dude,
We go to sleep,
I peep,
I see,
A tall woman standing,
She is panting,
I said "who are you",
"I am Mary Lou ",
She read me a story,
All about glory,
She said good night,
I close my eyes soon to be morning,
By Tully O'Mara