day on the green, night on the hill

it all started off so pleasantly
feeling kinda dopey
some clever person came up with the idea we should stay nearby
genius!
coming the other way
taking the write of way
bokko suckers
follow the follower
all the way past the entrance
turn that behind around
like everybody else
and go to the parking in the fielding
caught like a fish in a net
corralled like big bad dead oxen
to the place where hatted bastards hang out at
everythings okay...
proceed to then pen
reptilian sounds surround us
a good sign for all
find a good poz
amongst the early slurry hunters
find another and go hilling
clearly superior in every way
settle down beavis
what next?
hmm lets see... how about some wine!
clouds move in
a tinkle of sprinkle
big hopes it doesnt feel itself a fixture
Steve will provide
getting comfy enjoying the vibe
josh pyke did his thing
might've been fab
for all anybody noticed
who was that marty man chatting away to me?
and that mega classy figa underarm?
then it was sneaky offy off time
police that way
no good
car park that way
good good
greatest band in the universe come on
and were decidedly the greatest band in the universe
more sneaky offies
more wine
the bard of boronia did his thing
the crowd were in raptures
something about the end of the world i think
more sneaky offies
more wine
let the hollering commence!
them there headliners do their things
very classy
more shouting
declarations of love
standing up, falling into chairs
hard to catch some lunatic bits
before too long....
lights on, people packing up
tricky short cut could have proved disastrous
instead it proved genius
except the hill fell over itself
much to muches muchness merriment
wheres the wotsit?
wots it doing there?
thank all divinities for the dromedary
all that ends in a well
ends up wet
or sitting outside
surrounded my forest and its lovely noises