Machetes and Mud, Marshy Galore.

From the tips of the clouds
to the worms down below,
Oahu Team B says a great big hello.
Wielding machetes
and grins on our face,
hacking and cutting with newly-found grace.
Unperturbed
by lurking holes in the mud,
raising weed-whackers like it's been in our blood.
Muscles awaken
from their well-deserved slumber,
only to discover they must haul some more lumber.
Some days time passes
like a mongoose escaping
from Kawai's deadly hunter hands, open and gaping.
Other days
it seems to perpetually doze,
so much so that we're sure there's mud in our veins like they are in our toes.
Physically beaten down
but our spirits soaring high,
Oahu Team B says its bitter-sweet goodbye.

(Thanks Doc for our experience at Kawainui Marsh, we won't ever forget either of you!)
By Grace Q.