Living in a campground,
Thru-out the four seasons, yes year-around,
Gives rise to a thought that has been brewing,
Campers come in the summer months,
Tents, and pop-ups, class A’s & cabin rentals,
All here to celebrate, to have fun doing,
JUST WHAT?!
I live here and have to hear,
Attention campers over the loudspeaker so near,
Free mini golf from now till eight,
Free candy for the kiddies, isn’t that just great?
Make them all hyper, keeping them up all night,
What the heck and what the hell, they are here for fun,
They are here for show and tell,
They are here to make noise; they are here with mom & dad,
Still I cannot see what kids can do here that is anymore than sad…
Pool, lake, fishing, amusements, water slide, arcade,
All geared to the kids, all to the adults a bore,
Have to take care not to upset the kids, oh, what a helluva chore,
Anyway, I did get this out; whatever “it” was, has been passed,
This may be my one rant on this subject, yes it maybe my last…
© ed – 5/8/04
Love Tinka