You went to Wal-Mart
For camping gear
A tent, a cot
A six pack of beer
Your wife and daughter
Came along
A nice hotel
Is where they belong
Reliving your youth
At Boy Scout camp
A campfire burning
The air was damp
You cooked some steaks
And offered smores
To the couple beside you
In a trailer with doors
This camping trip
Was your vacation
Lots of work
And some relaxation
By, Randee Saber 9/20/06