Isn’t this just marvelous
With the light of the
campfire
We hold our soft Marshmallows
And put them on a long
wire
The tents are all set up
nice
And leaves from trees fly by
Now it feels like paradise
As we look up to the sky
The marshmallows are
browning
We take them off on
purpose
And eat them without
frowning
Isn’t this just marvelous
(c) 2019 Tanner Stevenson
