Thursday, November 20, 2014

Camp Rap by some of Room 7 Boys

Camp Rap - TPS Room 7 Boys from Tamaki Primary on Vimeo.

It was time to emerge from the power surge and the sounds of the kids sounded like skids. Went to the hall to find a ball then I picked it up,then said sup.
I tried to be loud when my mouth was so proud.
Shouting to the skies where my ancestors lie.
On the kayaks I was confident feeling like presidents.
It is fiafia night this is it. I look all around to find the MIZ.

Trying to sleep but I cannot sleep and I guess I can’t because the bunks are too cheap.
Wake up in the morning smell the air. It smelt like a farm or a barn.
On the high ropes, I was so high, I thought would die but I lied.
When I got down I kissed the ground praise the lord I’m alive.

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