Thursday, February 19, 2009

I am running away


I am going some where,
I have my sleeping bag,


I can sleep under the stars.

I am a big boy,

I am not even afraid of those big black things that go Moo Moo,

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Reader Wil said...

Beautiful! That's what my son used to say.
You asked if there are crocs in that river. Oh yea, there are! Especially in Queensland. Last week a croc grabbed a five- year old boy, who was playing in the garden. Terrible...

February 19, 2009 at 11:48 PM

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