With my apologies to Lewis Carroll. Actually, fuck his burn.

All MOOPy were the turnkey camps
While sparkle ponies sought the shade
Beware the laser lights, and shun
The drivers on Esplanade!

He wore his tutu on Tuesday
Long time he waited to show off
So now pranced by Arctica did he
Waiting his turn for ice.

And, as tiredly he stood in line
The Lamplighters with urns of flame
Came marching past the Center Camp
While burners all made way.

Where to? And you? Sound camps by 2?
Then rain drops poured down snicker-snack!
They shut the roads, stayed in abodes,
And wore their socks to trek.

And hast thou stayed now past the rains?
Or fled with Rock and Diplo pains?
Next sunny day, Man burns today!
And fuck yer burn that way.

All MOOPy were the turnkey camps
While sparkle ponies sought the shade
Beware the laser lights, and shun
The drivers on Esplanade!