They say that camping can be bliss
But I say, camp at your own risk!
There are dangers everywhere
From holes in ground to broken chairs.
Something grabbed me in the shelter
Threw me down all helter skelter.
Skinned my knees and broke my foot
Covered my clothes with dirt and soot.
Once a hole attacked poor Allison
Grabbed her foot and pulled her downison.
A long board threw our precious Trey
Made his arm and leg bones pay.
Even Scott could not escape
A greenstick fracture was his fate.
Mark and Bev were worst of all
Walking trails made their hearts fall
Marriage was to be their fate
And now we camp with daughter Faith.
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