Camp :-I

 

Camp :-I

 

I watch the flames,

Highlighted in black

As they chalantely danced.

 

I push my rubber bottomed shoe

to the fire and watch it melt

I don’t cry boo-hoo

I’ve done it before and liked how it felt

 

The blisters I got on my toe

healed, but scars stayed behind.

But the flames only grow

I guess another pair of shoes I’ll have to find.

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