This Camp is Your Camp

This Camp is Your Camp

(yes, that’s the tune)
A message from the Guidwife:
I usually do not write filk. But, I make an exception,
here and now, for a good reason. I offer this filk;
learn it and sing it often!

Chorus:
 This camp is your camp, this camp is my camp
 Here in Caid and in Atenveldt camp
 From burning desert to cooling water
 This camp is here for you and me.

I found the red box and looked inside it
I found the candle, I need to light it
I found the trash bag that needs replacing
This camp is here for you and me.

And then I saw it, it was not hiding
A box of baggies to put the pie in
I found a clean sponge that needs replacing
This camp is here for you and me.

Chorus:
 This camp is your camp, this camp is my camp
 Here in Caid and in Atenveldt camp
 From burning desert to cooling water
 This camp is here for you and me.

We carried shelves in; I helped to build it
There now are boxes that sit upon it
I looked inside them to see what’s missing
This camp is here for you and me.

I found the ladle to serve the soup with
And what I needed to ope the can with
I found some foil and then the scissors
This camp is here for you and me.

Chorus:
 This camp is your camp, this camp is my camp
 Here in Caid and in Atenveldt camp
 From burning desert to cooling water
 This camp is here for you and me.

I ope’d the cupboard and saw some dishes
I found a platter to serve the fish with
I saw the saucepans, they were not hiding
This camp is here for you and me.

I found a knife block to keep the knives in
And then a big cup to measure broth in
There was a skillet and string to tie with
This camp is here for you and me.

Chorus:
 This camp is your camp, this camp is my camp
 Here in Caid and in Atenveldt camp
 From burning desert to cooling water
 This camp is here for you and me.

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A place for everything, and everything in its place.
It’s only a concept, but it works. 🙂

XXO – Beathog