For this one, you must clear yourself for damning a group of campers.
ROAST (any gender, mid teens through late life)
I hope that no child round this fire was too hurt
By this tease in the form of the rhymes that I blurt.
You campers I've ribbed are not foolish or bad
Are you bound for hell? Anyone near or far had
Better make sure that their own past behavior
Has been inventoried to present to their savior.
That's myself included. So take pride in this July.
We've all had month full of learning. Don't cry.
Unless you see evil within yourself now.
In which case you mus,t to your better sense, bow.
But do not try to fix on me guilt fear or shame.
If you fear the reflection, is the mirror to blame?
Copyright 2016 by Matt Haynes.
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