Some challenge to the camp dress code Forced us the trailer to unload Shorts and shirts were scrambled for But Jen’s trunk was nowhere near the door
Breakfast waits we need some gas Wait, Jim, McDonald’s you just passed I think PK needs a hug He talked to Barry – a little bug
We all like to sing the song So Chloe’s birthday lasted long At McDonald’s, rest stops, too We sang happy birthday to you
Back again on our way out Mike’s Tomtom drew a crazy route Through the campus of Texas Tech Circled back and resumed our trek
Allie got desperate in Muleshoe Used the men’s restroom – Kelly, too Must be dreaming – what’s that sound? Beep-Boop junior we have found
Oh, the sadness, alas, alak A fly-by train rolled on the track (haunnk) Memorial service at the door For border Beep Boop is no more
We drove through the camp front gate Hose and buckets were our fate Got moved in with little wear Girls are close, but guys have air
Father, take over. Heal the physically sick ones like Lora. Touch the spiritually sick ones, too. Amen.
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