Topic: We stood around the campfire
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Sat 09/13/08 03:50 PM
We stood around the campfire
as it flickered and snapped,
and we sang all the old songs
as we danced and clapped.

Those were the days
camping in the wild,
let me feel loose
as I was a wild child.

Those memories I cherish
with each and every day,
roasting marshmallows and weinies
calling the resident chipmunks to play.

But they would only scurry
and scramble up a tree,
and chirp out their smart remarks
for you and for me.
(Dedicated to years gone by)
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