In the woods where laughter meets the trees,
We set our tent like pilgrims on a quest.
With snacks galore and minds at ease.
The fire crackles, whispers tease,
As we puff clouds under the moon’s soft vest.
In the woods where laughter meets the trees.
Our friend forgot the toilet keys,
Now we’re wishing for a portable guest.
With snacks galore and minds at ease.
One yells, “Is that a bear?” Oh please,
It’s just a squirrel, we’re feeling blessed.
In the woods where laughter meets the trees.
The marshmallows drift like summer breeze,
But one caught fire—should we be impressed?
With snacks galore and minds at ease.
We dance with shadows, nature’s tease,
As we laugh till dawn, it’s simply the best.
In the woods where laughter meets the trees,
With snacks galore and minds at ease.
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