Family, friends, fun, and food
The four fs of a great picnic
Games will be played
BBQ will be eaten
Memories will be made
Like the time I fell into the park\'s creak
Or when the duck bit my hand
While I was trying to feed it bread
The time dad won the race
The big football game
My uncle dumping a bowl of salad on my brother
For making a statement
And of course food fights
There have been many
I could go on and on
But the message is pretty clear
Without friends and family
A picnic means nothing