In the woods where the tall trees sway,
My friends and I puffed clouds all day.
With snacks piled so high,
We thought we could fly,
But tripped on a squirrel—they made us pay!
We gathered 'round the campfire's glow,
With stories that started to flow.
But lost track of time,
In a giggling rhyme,
As the marshmallows turned to a gooey show!
As night fell, we searched for our tent,
But found a raccoon, quite content.
We laughed 'til we wept,
While the raccoon just slept,
Our right mind temporarily went!
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