Day 6, Granada Camp for Wayward Poets – “Hello Muddah, Hello Faddah”

July 6th: …Write a ten line poem belying what you hate about camp(ing). The first nine are your complaints; the tenth line is the “Oh never mind, this place isn’t so bad.” revelation.

(My husband would have been a “glamper” {one who camps-in; in indoor comfort}, so I imagine this)

My Hero

“No honey, those assembly pieces must go somewhere!”
“Mom! I found these extra pieces, in Dad’s camping chair!”
The ants are marching in? Well, you parked on Their hill.
…Okay, I know, my containers do spill.
Please don’t leave your wrappers lying around.
Like you, they know, where goodies are found.
Potty breaks at night— don’t forget your shoes…
…Those bears, you know, are hungry too.
Rising with the sun… I’m the only one.
Lying next to you at night, we catch up on reading by lantern’s warm light.

By Justin Kern, CC-BY-NC-ND 2.0
By Justin Kern, CC-BY-NC-ND 2.0

2 thoughts on “Day 6, Granada Camp for Wayward Poets – “Hello Muddah, Hello Faddah”

  1. Nice one for humour … Enjoyed the poem!! 🙂

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