At the end of last night's post I included the words to "Flicker". At Camp Maskepetoon we had a second verse to that song. IT was written by a cabin group in the mid 1980's as part of Vespers planning:
The flicker of the camp, warm and bright;
where you get warm fuzzies every night.
A place where you can get away from city life.
A place with so much fun you could cut it with a knife.
SO! Give me a week at camp, making lots of friends.
Having such a blast, we wish it would never end.
Love is for those who find it, I found mine right here.
Just give me a week at camp and the counsellors I love to see...
The flicker of the camp, warm and bright;
where you get warm fuzzies every night.
A place where you can get away from city life.
A place with so much fun you could cut it with a knife.
SO! Give me a week at camp, making lots of friends.
Having such a blast, we wish it would never end.
Love is for those who find it, I found mine right here.
Just give me a week at camp and the counsellors I love to see...
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