Richard D. Preston

LIFE IN THE CAMPER

Life in the camper
living beneath the trees
with the cool north wind
bringing the Jack Frost freeze

Two six foot tall people
in a five foot nine space
was going just great
till Nan stepped on my face

You see the bathroom is only
two by two and five nine
You better aim true
and be able to turn on a dime

Two steps forward
to crawl back in the sack
the last thing I expected
was for my cat to attack

One foot in her food bowl
the other on her tail
Jesus, Sweet Jesus,
how that kitty could wail

B.W. bolted upright
as under the covers I crawled
pushing and shoving
until on the floor I was sprawled

The kitty was grinning
with an evil look on her face
But I had satisfaction
cause I mooned the whole place

Life in the camper
tra – la – la – la – dee – dee
Is going to prove interesting
for B W and me!!!