one day i went on a field trip; i went on a field trip one day. my mom said, “rusty, go an a field trip,” and i was on my way. when i arrived at school that day, the sun was shining bright. innocent smiling faces helped our field trip day ignite. the bus was packed like a sardine an as we started our adventure. i wore an aussie hat and, “to what purpose?” p-ror conjectured.
arriving at the parking lot brought pleasure, mirth and joy. for out of the bus piled happy children and with them various toys. a fast-paced frisbee game started here, a physical “500″ game started there. while all the while the high school girls sat primping up their hair. i am almost out of things to say, so with this i will stop. like the fast then slower, then even slower, slower spinning top. like this top my story winds ’til it comes to a close. and within five minutes you will find me deep within repose.
on a field trip previous the day of transcription, of which transcription took place at 0040.
April.17.2008 by the davenport