Ashleyyy Mooney - Jay Lake

There are leaches and snakes,
I don't like one bit.
This place smells,
Like sewage and shit.

These owners are crazy,
They drive us insane.
If anything goes wrong,
We are always to blame.

The pool is cold,
And the playground sucks.
For every pleasure
It costs a buck!

There is always,
That random creep,
That is nosey,
Trying to sneak a peek.

We're just kids,
Trying to have some fun,
But when she comes around,
All the kids have to run.

She drives around,
With hair red like hell,
On that golf cart,
Always ready to yell.

He guards the front,
And burns everything in sight,
On the lookout,
For girls at night.

Yes you may have,
Lots of space,
But even if you mind your business,
She will always get in your face.

No matter how bad,
Or how tough things get,
We campers stick together,
We're so happy we met.

Ashley Mooney

Ashleyyy Mooney

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