Hello Mudda, hello Fadda
Here I am at Camp Granada
Camp is very entertaining
And they say we'll have some fun if it stops raining
I went hiking with Joe Spivy
He developed poison ivy
You remember Leonard Skinner
He got ptomain poisoning last night after dinner
All the counselors hate the waiters
And the lake has alligators
And the head coach wants no sissies
So he reads to us from something called "Ulysses"
Now I don't want this should it scare ya
But my bunkmate has malaria
You remember Jeffrey Hardy
They're about to organize a searching party
Take me home, oh Mudda Fadda
Take me home I hate Granada
Don't leave me in the forest where
I might get eaten by a bear
Take me home I promise I will not make noise
Or mess the house with other boys
Oh please don't make me stay
I've been here one whole day
Dearest Father, darling Mother
How's my precious little brother
Let me come home if you miss me
I would even let Aunt Bertha hug and kiss me
Wait a minute it stopped hailing
Guys are swimming, gals are sailing
Playing baseball, gee that's betta
Mudda Fadda kindly disregard this letter!
I think he'll have a great time, it sounds like a lot of fun, and the sort of thing young boys should get the chance to do. It'll be harder on you than on him!