The Firewood Poem

Beech-wood fires burn bright and clear If the logs are kept a year; Store your beech for Christmastide With new-cut holly laid beside; Chestnut’s only good, they say, If for years ’tis stored away; Birch and fir-wood burn too fast Blaze too bright and do not last; Flames from larch will shoot up high, Dangerously…

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Hotel Flysheet Camp

Sung to tune of ‘Hotel California’ In a dark shining cliff wood Some campers arrived Put their tents in a clearing And the lake they dived Up ahead in the distance Swang Tarzan and his friends A scary leopard and King Kong appeared They thought it was the end Living it up in the Hotel…

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