The Weekend

Morgan Chow The Weekend The sun shines bright lighting up the weekend Loading our stuff and making our way to home Trying to sleep with my neck at a slight bend Was a pain on the neck bone Arrived and waltz inside to the main hall Spots a staircase shaped in a spiral With the ceiling so tall We stare at the chandelier for a while As the night arrives We slide downstairs with comfortable clothing Hearing the movement of working knives And also the hungry stomachs rumbling As the time of slumber nears The end of day 1 finishes with sighs Even though we're with our peers It’s time to close our eyes Day 2 has now shown its face It's time to win the race To be first for the breakfast line and to eat like a gluttonous swine We challenge our leader to their game Silence was the name Pure silence for an hour Sadly some did not have the will power Now it was time to go outside making our way up the mountain with large strides Coming down the mountain like Sonic Finally coming out to vomit Coming to this camp was fun except for the vomit after the run Sadly we have to leave here But there's always next year