This story I’m telling is nothing but fact,
”˜bout a field trip I took, which had quite an impact.
One day to the game preserve we all went,
With a bus that broke down, its engine spent.
While on the other bus the students did stare
when they saw two happy horses ”“ a stallion and mare!
First up was a lecture about birds and such,
but the sight of owl droppings was just a bit much.
To the nature trail we next did go,
we had to be quick; we couldn’t go slow.
A thorn reached out and attacked a child;
the teacher thought the cut was mild.
Such was not the case, alas:
his ear was quite a bloody mass.
Quick as a wink she patched up the scratch
(”˜stead of one Band-Aid she used the whole batch).
That thorn had been busy, for then it did fly
to land in a volunteer parent’s eye.
Quite calmly she extracted the thorn then and there
with the tweezers a parent offered to share.
Then into the stream the students did wade
(the smartest of parents stayed in the shade).
The students found all manner of fauna.
(thank goodness the stream was bare of piranha).
Flatworms, leeches and larvae abounded.
(But t’was the mud on the children that left one astounded!)
Against all this nature one child did fight,
used a whole can of bug spray so no bug would alight!
Then after a lunch eaten quick, one, two, three,
It’s back on the nature trail, more animals to see.
With less than an hour, what’s a person to do?
We skipped half the animals to be seen in the zoo.
The gift shop, the last stop, we must not miss
for children need a souvenir of a day such as this.
Then back on the buses and back to the school
as field trips go, this one was a jewel!