This weekend, in Haiku.
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No rest since Christmas
Waiting for Fair Day to come
So I could Fake Camp.
Fake Camp is called Famp.
It is all fun and no work.
What’s not to like here?
Lodge style hotel rooms
Long front porch and Ned Flanders
Room 11 rocks.
So much has happened.
Nature melting away stress.
Ping pong and zip line.
Laughing. Walking. Games.
Taking a moonlit hayride.
Soft bed, warm covers.
Weirdos write haikus.
Passing them off as normal.
I’m glad that’s not me.