Twas the Night before Green Cove and all through the Camp,
not a creature was stirring, except maybe the gnats
All the names tags were hung, on cabin doors with care
with hopes that all the GC girls will soon be there
All the counselors were nestled all snug in their beds,
while visions of Mike and Richard's cookies danced in their heads,
Nancy at her computer and I at my desk,
had just settled in for the fun summer's task.
When out on the ball diamond there came such a clatter,
I sprung from my chair to see what was the matter!
Away from my desk, in a flash I flew,
Tore open the door, and tried to remain cool
When what to my wondering eyes did appear,
but eight miniature campers, all loaded with gear.
And their driver, with a smile as big as the come,
I knew in a moment she was a Green Cove Alum
They unloaded quickly as soon as they came,
and giggle and laughed while she called them by name:
"Now Sydney, Now Marie, Now Anna and Sarah,
Now Jane and Susie, Now Liza and Clara!
Go bike up to Oties or climb up the wall,
camp away, camp away, camp away all!"
She was dressed in camp attire, from her head to her skirt,
And her clothes were all tarnished with ashes and dirt.
All her camping supplies just throwing in her pack,
maybe a paddler or going to do some horseback
Her eyes how they twinkled, Her Dimples- How merry!
Her hair was so red, like the barn manager Carrie's
Her sweet little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
to show off her teeth as white as the snow!
She spoke not a word, she went straight to work
packing and hauling trunks, all with a smirk
And after hugging each of the 8 little campers
Her eyes appeared just a little bit damper,
she then sprang to her car, telling her girls to behave
and as she drove down the road, to each gave a wave
I heard her exclaim, as she drove out of sight,
“Happy Camping to all, and to all a good-night.”
