quinta-feira, 4 de setembro de 2025

Seafood shack on 186f

 Muddy brown cookie dough earth with small pebbles
impossible to traverse even the four wheel drives get stuck
families bail and walk back to the highway to call towtrucks
Why take the risk, well that's just what you do

Into the depths of teh forest along a mudddy badly marked track
sits the ridiculously famous seafood stall shop shack
You could hardly get out of your truck without sinking into the mud
ankle deep, caked to the shins weighing down boots with clods

Day hit twenty six up the celcius warm comfortable from highway
Except the same air under the canopy was thick with humidity
weeks of intermittant heavy rain making it impenetrable and chunky
patches of foliage littered ground heavy damp and thick with fungi 

tell me again why they are selling the shellfish 
in the middle of the sodden forest so squishy


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