I took a break from the weekly poems; another I just couldn't write,
As we gallivanted to Great Escape to 74 campers' delight.
I wouldn't, no couldn't, author any others….
wish I could; I would've if I had my druthers.
But instead I marveled at our bravest staff member
Who was scared by no one but Levi, as we all remember.
Instead I watched with eyes a-gleamin,
As chanichim tackled the Screamin Demon.
Instead I enjoyed listening as Na'arim drank from the kiddish "kos"
and sang bikol ram "Hayam Ra'ah Vayanos."
I wish I had written a poem, but time I did not allot.
Alas, as you read this, I have to head out for the Givah Shabbat.