On St. Clair shore we gathered,
An assortment of eggs without crates.
To share and compare and tell stories,
From Canada and the United States.
Some rigs are lit up like Christmas,
With L.E.D.s, lanterns and signs.
And many have dogs in the trailer,
All sizes, all colours, all kinds.
Our Trilliums are not flowers.
Are bolers are not hats.
The Scamps are not mischievious
And the Burro's not really an ass.
The Captain's here from Poland.
But the Captain's not really in charge.
And Humpty's not the Egg Camper
Tho' it is quite round and quite large.
La La land sent the Casita
From the coast with the sunshine and wine.
But I still think the best trailer,
Was the Trillium
that I call mine.
The Pot Luck spread was delicious.
With food I'd never tasted before.
And some that I did not recognize,
But I still went back for more.
So Campers, let me say thank you.
For the food, the friendship and fun.
My first Rally
is now just a memory,
But it will always be my number one.