Camping With The Friends

Once upon a time, it was a good day to be camping with the friends, We stroll into the campgrounds, put the logs into the firepit, Light the fire in the fire pit, get out our marshmallows, We sit on the makeshift benches, we have the ingredients, To make our Mountain Dew glow in the dark, We exchange ghost stories as we roast our marshmallows, We hold our soul mates hands, as we sip our sodas, Some of our soul mates jump, startled by, Mike’s ghost story as he performs with his body language, the mysterious ghost of Darkwood cemetery, our soul mates suddenly jumps, a shooting star passes over as we gaze at the stars, brightly shining, we wish upon the star, as we gaze into each other’s eyes and wish upon the star, that, we be soul mates forever, Oh, yeah, it was a good day to be camping with the friends.