We went on retreat.
It turned out real sweet.
The food made was passing
and the passes made discreet.
We cut down a tree
(with no thanks to Qui).
If Graeme's sweater got brambles,
then why's the brambles in me?
We read lots of drama.
Opined 'bout Obama.
And drank enough nog
to bring shame to our mamas.
Youngblood Winter Retreat!
Thirteen scribes, one director.
We missed the alums, the abroad, the defector.
Qui... Qui Nguyen was the defector. Thanks for nothing on helping us cut down that tree, QUI.
-MikeLew
Monday, December 18, 2006
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