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The Old Campfire

If the grandkids come to visit In the nice warm summer time Our favorite way to babysit Is to go outside to dine Out behind the cabin, Is a fire pit in the round With lots of wood available From trees that we’ve cut down Our dinner will be hot dogs We’ll cook them on a stick Then sit down on a great big log Don’t put mustard on too thick As we sit around the campfire No doubt we’ll sing a song All Together we’ll be a choir And I’ll have my uke along Then we’ll let the fire burn low Toast Marshmallows til they’re brown Embers pop out, continue to glow They can burn and make you frown Now douse the fire it’s getting late It’s time for the kids to retire What we did today that was truly great Was have fun around the old Campfire

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 7/26/2011 11:51:00 PM
Just makes me want to sit down for smores. Nice memories. Lee
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