(A Letter From Bootcamp)
Hello Mother, hello Feather
Here I am at Camp Boot Leather
Boots aren't very good for running
From a bear who wants to eat your face off.
I went swimming in the river
It was real cold, and I shivered
I put my boots on, which was a mistake
Because you're not supposed to submerge them in water.
When it got dark out, we made a fire
Our need for S'mores was very dire
The flames went crazy, so I stomped them
And now I have third-degree burns.
Buy these boots, oh dearest Wooters
Buy these boots, we'll flash our hooters
Don't make us keep writing this song ...