In days of old
When campers were bold
There stood unique Wolf cabin

The counselors were great
There was no debate
Well disciplined it had been

With the iron-fist of Greg Schatten
Much anguish there had been
From hearing that voice again and again

My C.I.T. Garland was really quite
fine
But his two favorite fancies
Were skiing and Nancy
Which took up most of his time

But the cabin ran smooth
And as most others knew
The Wolfpackers had a lot of couth

As counselor of this cabin
I’ll let you know how it has been
With these campers this year to date

The inspections were cake
The outcomes--Probate
The Wolfpackers were true reprobates

Schrieberhymer, Kriegermeister, and Engleburger
Whose yalp yodeling is like bloody murder
Are my three boys from Highland Park

From the start of early morning
These, three will be yalp yodeling
Till well past after dark

And then there is Nives and Urrea
Who were really so good to me-a
They would do whatever I say

Although when I asked them to clean up the cabin
I don’t understand why there has been
Replies spoken in their Mexican way

Another who added Wolf character
Who will be remembered forever hereafter
As a classic as most will agree

Is our Budda better known as--Abdul
A camber quite unusual
So some would just call him “Turkey”

As nervous Mervis and mouth
Would go verbally about
Our minds would be tormented

And the torture wouldn’t cease
Unless a fist was released
To leave his arms indented

Add to this one Schiller
Making every moment a thriller
And before long the counselor Could be a killer

Sometimes I wish I could leave them all
In rooms made of white padded walls
4’ by 4’ by 4 foot tall

Along with their white jackets
With no arms
So there would be no need for alarm
And to prevent them from causing
Much harm

But then I’ll sit back and reflect
Knowing I’ll never regret
Having been counselor for these
Brain rackers

They could drive me insane
So I must be deranged
Because I’ve come to love them all
My Wolfpackers---Bill Bauman