UNSW - A Tale not for the Frail.

Calm your farm,
I was just joking a bit,
let me spin you a little yarn,
with quite some wit.

We began last Thursday,

That is Josel and I...

Chalking the pathway,
under the watchful union's eye.

Around an hour of sun
had come and gone,
with the supplies weighing a ton

we were ready to die on the lawn

But behold! The great beast

of the flashy yellow shirt,
came from the east
and was quite curt.

Hence, we were kicked out
and had to drop our flash mob,
we were nothing but pouts
and wanting to give the uni a new face job.

On Monday we would roam
the team being Shona and I,
we worked better than Pumba and Simone,
50 posters were up before the day drew 'nigh.

But alas another crisis occurred,my partner Shona quit!
Thus Un-Ai was spurred
to help in my partner-less pit.

What was definitely my highlight,
watching Un-Ai be so ruthless,
working with all our might,
to go through 100 resources.

Wednesday is the day,
that contains more advances
for white-boarding and brochures
and talking with flash-mobbing dancers.

I hope you all enjoyed,
my whimsical little rhymes,
and you're not annoyed
but speak of this blog for all times.


----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------*to the bin that is. The uni was not exactly so kind to keep them up for long