Groan if you must!

I wonder have you read Ray Mears' Outdoor survival? I thoroughly recommend that you do
I have and wondered how I could remember his marvellous advice, so I decided to put some of it into a quick rhyme, I dare not call it a poem. BTW The lee side is the sheltered side away from wind.
Okay so this is the first draft, so groan if you must:

LINK: http://jinglepoetry.blogspot.com/

THIS WEEK'S THEME: Nature: Plants, Creatures and the Cosmos

Apologies for the obvious or non-rhymes, but it does include all the elements of the week's theme, even if it's not my best poem.

Nature’s Compass by Madeleine Maddocks

Horizontal branches pointing out

Direct all travellers to the South

Watch the ones with a brush-like sweep

They’ll be nodding towards North East

Reed heads bending to the lee

Lean away from the winds, you see.

Make your camp on the flattest ground

Avoid those depressions in the mound,

For they collect the moisture there.

And stagnant pools you must beware

Those biting insects will collect,

While dead over-branches you mustn’t neglect,

For they may fall within the night

And you’d be left with a nasty fright.

Finally camp near a source of water

Oh yes, of course, you really oughta!