Poem below submitted by Will Fogarty, pictured at left leading the Songfest.
Kingswood Camp, Is it possible to define?
The smell of freedom in the air, no parents, teachers, rules, just fun. (How can you define that?)
So many kids, fun to go tubing with and to play some ultimate with,
What about the fair? It doesn’t get much better than some good old redneck fun! It is fun either way, you can pay for some food and go watch the demolition derby, or you can spend 15 bucks of green on gambling.
Beautiful lake Tarleton, but NOT so beautiful when you jump off the dive tower into the lake at 7:00!
Who doesn’t like egg drops?
How about EXTREME egg drops?
When I say extreme? I mean jump, ignite, slice and pulverize the poor egg contraption!
Four words: Bow and Arrow Week.
Possibly one of the best weeks of the year! Tell me two reasons that you would be against the whole joint splitting up and competing against each other!
Are you convinced that Kingswood is the best place in the world now?
One of my best memories of the Songfest was how Will crushed his guitar parts!Definitely the best 11 year old guitarist I know!