A Letter from Camp by Jordan

BelleGrace's Jordan went to visit her future beau at Imladris Shilohs, to get aquainted and spend a nice summer vacation on the farm. Below is her letter of her adventures while at Camp Imladris, written by camp director Avril as dictated by Jordan.


If you remember Alan Sherman, you may recognize this.
Feel free to sing along


Hello Muddah, Hello Faddah
Here I am at Camp Imladris
There are new friends to be meeting
But my toe has put a kibosh on our greeting





There are lots of rocks and rootsies
One of them grabbed my little tootsie
It is broken, I am limpy
And no one wants to play with one who's gimpy




There's a lady here who feeds me
She's always saying, "You poor baby"
She puts me in the kennel and crate
If she let me run she wouldn't have to say it





There's a Shiloh, her name is Angel
She likes to sniff me like I'm a bagel
She's independent and gets in trouble
Like when she leaves the yard to play in the big puddle







Ariel is another Shiloh
She seems to like me, oh I do hope so
When I am better I want to play
Oh, I hope that soon will come that day




Then there's Strider, he's a big boy
He is like a cuddly stuffed toy
When I play bow, he acts so comically
He only puts one paw out so he will not squish me




There are red dogs with funny ears here
If you go near them, they snarl and sneer
They act like they have all the riches
And the lady here calls them "the little bitches"






Hello Muddah, Hello Faddah
Here I am at Camp Imladris
There are new friends to have some funning
And as soon as I am better, I'll be running.





Love, Jordan