Bug Juice

(tune: On Top Of Old Smokey)
A camp with the Cub Scouts,
They gave us a drink.
We thought it was Kool-aid,
Because it was pink.
But the drink that they gave us,
Would have grossed out a moose.
For that good tasting pink drink,
Was really BUG JUICE!
It looked fresh and fruity,
Like tasty Kool-aid.
But the bugs that were in it,
Were murdered with RAID!
We drank it by gallons,
We drank it by tons.
But then the next morning,
We all had the runs.
Next time you drink bug juice,
And a fly drives you mad.
He’s just getting even,
‘Cause you swallowed his Dad.