Camping Out
© By Grady L. Duncan
2/24/01
When time would permit,

We cousins took delight,

In going to the woods,

To sleep out overnight.
We made us some hammocks,

With rope and burlap bags,

Our pillow was a flour sack,

we stuffed with old rags.
So we wouldn't get hungry,

raw potatoes we would take.

We'd promptly build a fire,

And put them in to bake.
Some leftover meat from supper,

and cold biscuits too.

Maybe a pan of cornbread,

With a jar of Mulligan stew.
We'd stay up late exchanging,

Scary tales we'd heard.

By lantern light we'd listen,

To every frightening word.
Bugs and mosquitoes, swatting,

as we felt them bite,

Losing a pint of blood

Before the mornings light.
Every sound would rouse us,

Responding with "What was that ?"

"Maybe it was a wolf,

Or a great big wildcat."
Our parents didn't worry,

'Cuz, they already knew,

and left a light burning,

For we'd be home by two.
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