Come to the camp
Forgot the pans
Lots of peppers
Brought 18 cans
Had to do a one pot meal
Hear the spill
On the plate
Waste of Pataks
I feel the attack
Last minute thing
Wanted to do the garden
I'm blowing off
Had no food
Beg my pardon
Pans on the bench
Contain my spork
The obligatory titanium
What rhymes with titanium
Found a teaspoon
Wigwam upside down
Over cooked chicken
Under cooked onions
Got no mushrooms
Owls sounding off shortly
I'll be sitting
Take that big saluki bred dick and hunt the last tenants down, kick their hoops so hard they feel like they're wearing turtleneck jumpers, and make them wax the wood grain galore
15,000 litres of diesel was robbed locally
I hear the night Watchman noticed the syphoning pipe, but assumed some allotmenter was helping themselves to a gallon for their greenhouse heater
It's a gas