Camp Staff Lullaby
(Tune:A tour-a Lour-a Louri) Over in Pine Acres, a day or so ago, I heard a camp staff moaning On his hand-held radio. His words, they had no meaning His voice was full of fear The echo of his screaming Was ringing in my ears. A tour at Treasure Valley, At summer camp am I. The song that I am singing Is a camp staff lullaby. As the OD, I was worried And the CQ, he stood near, Together we could see it As the end of our career. We huddled near the console And then paced to and fro, In great anticipation to hear The voice on the radio. A tour at Treasure Valley, At summer camp am I. The song that I am singing Is a camp staff lullaby. Then within the garble, There came a blare of hope The reason for the screaming Was an overflowed Bardo!
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