The Dog And I Go Camping (Quatrain)

The dog and I went camping On a cold wet July day We couldn’t find the camp site Because sat-nav lost our way We pitched the tent in the rain And got inside to huddle Everything damp Oh what a pain A complete and utter muddle I then put fresh dry clothes out And laid them in the tent A wet dog then shook all about So my anger I did vent I unpacked our stove to cook Beans and sausage were nowt to scoff A girl walked by I had to look With the sausages the dog ran off I bedded down for the night With the dog I was still sore Sleep eluded me nothing was right As the dog continued to snore This went on the whole of the week The rain did not stop or relent We packed out gear and did not speak Our energy all but spent This is what camping is all about We drove home dreaming of a beer Just as the darn sun came out Holiday over for another year