Again I’m joining up with friends, they love to fish and camp
I haven’t joined them once when it’s not freezing cold and damp
The “handbook” says it has to rain when setting up your tent
What’s wrong with creature comforts back where I’ve been paying rent
What satisfaction can I gain by pooping in the trees
Grunting while I’m staring up beneath a nest of bees
It’s muddy as I’m slogging back, my boots all packed in crud
I make a mess inside my tent, then realize it ain’t mud
Mosquitoes there are everywhere, they’re loving me a bunch
I’m pretty sure their leader’s yelling, “Come on boys, it’s lunch”
I’m fighting wicked thoughts I’m having, freezing in this rain
Would I become a suspect if they find my buddies slain
I hear that God forgives us just as long as we repent
Good Lord, what’s coming over me, just look where I just went
It’s been three days and STILL it pours, I think of Noah’s ark
If critters pass us two by two I’m leaving before dark
What fun is being stuck in tents because the weather’s bad
If hungry wolves attack my friends, I can’t say I’d be mad
So ask me if I like to camp, my backpack full of goods
I’ll answer, “Yes, if ‘camping’ means my hotel’s near the woods”
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Earl W. Pearl
I’ve been writing poetry (rhyming mostly) since about 2014 and have recently transitioned to writing novels and short stories. My poetry genres are faith, humor, social issues, politics, pretty much any subject matter.
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Haha 😛
I was laughing out loud! After 21 yrs in Army, my husband will not camp because he has had enough of that - not fun! a friend and I once borrowed another friend's tent - he wanted to show us to put it up but we waved him off saying we knew how to put up tents, we are grown women! We drove to Denali National Park. On the way had to camp; it was raining. Tent wouldn't cooperate, we slept in my Honda civic. Get to campground, same thing - couldn't get it up, another camper couldn't do it; slept in the Civic. The tent was one that had to be put up a certain way, so we should have taken the lesson! I loved your poem, hilarious!