Camelot, Here We Come!

*Words adapted from the musical 'Camelot' purely for my own merriment.

It's true! It's true! King Clarke has made it clear. Conditions must be perfect all year!

A law was made a distant moon ago there:

The temperature cannot be too hot.

And there's a law forbidding aging

In Camelot.

Big Pharma is forbidden in our valley.

Time clocks and deadlines don't exist.

By order, health insurance is not needed

In Camelot!

Camelot! Camelot!

That's how conditions are.

We sleep until we feel like getting up.

Mosquitos, ticks, and bosses disappear.

In short, there's simply not

A more congenial lot

For happily-ever-aftering than here

In Camelot.

Camelot! Camelot!

I know it gives a person pause,

But in Camelot, Camelot

There are no rules and regulations.

We can read for pleasure during daytime hours.

In August our first retirement check appears.

In short, there's simply not

A more congenial spot

For happily-ever-aftering than here in

Camelot.