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#TBT, bugs, camping, campsite, forest, Night Owl Poetry, poems, poetry, tents, Throwback Thursday, whimsical
They pitch their tents
And gather sticks
They tell me I should try it
It’s fun they say
Come on and play
Sorry, I just don’t buy it
The forest folk hide nearby
They never make a sound
But I know they’re there
And try not to care
However, it’s much too quiet
A pat on the back
As they finish their tasks
The campsite looks quite inviting
But I’m still not staying
With bugs I’m not laying
Just drop me off at the Hyatt
Originally shared July 2014
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Night Owl Poetry - Dorinda Duclos 