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Camp food, Camp food The food that makes scouts afraid. Some say that camp food Tastes just like my mom’s homemade. The hot dogs are boiled for hours. The milk so old its sour. The bread is hard, the butter’s lard, and the kitchen is dirty too.
Some day, some way, Someone will hear my plea. Serving camp food should be a felony. I’ll bring my testimony. I’ll bring the camp’s baloney Of evidence of negligence On the part of the camp’s cook crew. EAT THE BEANS!!!!
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Usually two people sing it, alternating lines.
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The real version of the Camp Orr classic
