Religion Camp Pt 1

Day one.
The stout atheist,
Comfortable with his Darwin support,
Receives the invitation from his friend;

"Come to religion camp!
It's not that religious at all.
We just play games,
And the girls are really easy."

The atheist,
Curiosity spiked,
Turns to his online banking... ah science,
And confirms the lack of excuse to say no.

He replies, "I suppose so",
His reluctance to accept religion showing,
And sets the date with his friend,
The organiser.

Day twelve.
The organiser calls,
To say that he made a mistake:
"It's slightly more expensive than that!"

The atheist turns,
Again,
To his trusty bank account.
And in what can only be described as a non-religion centred coincidence relating to chance, luck and the random make-up of the universe according to chaos theory, the atheist has enough money.

Day thirteen.
Religion camp is still going ahead, says the atheist.
When are we going?
At the start of summer my friend, replies the organiser.

Day twenty seven.
It's all booked and paid for,
The atheist is getting excited,
Imagining all the girls of the five thousand, looking for salvation.

Day thirty.
The atheist stays at the organiser's house,
Bags packed,
Excitement barely concealed.

"There's just one thing I forgot to say"
Mentions the organiser.
"A few things you need to do while you're there";
RELIGION.