Picnic basket
It's a beautiful day,
No need to stay home,
A old picnic basket is sitting in the dark basement,
It needs to see the light of day,
Time to pack up the family and go into nature,
You pack up your favorite outdoor activities,
The kids are bugging you to death about feeding their bellies,
Kids might need a diaper change or you might have forgotten the picnic basket in the back of the car,
You will just be a little bit so you leave the food unsupervised,
Your back is turned for that one minute,
The basket is still there but the rest of your belongings are history,
Millions of animals live in the forest,
Food evidence brings consumption to the park,
It's a free for all,
You will think twice before you make that mistake again.
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