That Was Camp: Poem

That Was Camp

Have you ever felt camp?

Sure you have

Remember that time,

That you could never keep yourself dry

Because you're always getting wet.

or when you go down the waterslide

And it’s just bumpy all the way down

And when you get off your bum hurts.

That was camp.

Do you remember the sight of camp?

When you arrive

And you look down the massive cliff

Too see two tiny buildings at the bottom.

Or the flames

Exploding into the air

That was camp

Do you remember the smell of camp?

When you wake up in the morning

And you can smell baked beans being cooked

Or the smell of sweaty clothes

On the floor.

That was camp

Do you remember the taste of camp?

The food that was never perfect

But was possible eat

Or sneaking in lollies

And eating them during the night

That was camp.