I Really Wish You Were Here, Instead Of Me
Here I am just soaking in the brine
I really wish I was having a good time
It would be really nice if someone else was here
If only I had won a totally different tier
I am at this wonderful summer resort
All because one day I bought a torte
The prize was a holiday in the midst of winter
All I’m hoping is this isn’t going to make me bitter
I better go as I’m running out of space
I long to soon be back in an aeroplane’s carapace
By the time I get home I’ll be full of joy
but for now I should let go of this freezing buoy
This was written for Chelsea Owen’s Weekly Terrible Poetry Contest #28. This weeks was we had to write a holiday poem that was sent on a postcard to a loved one. Obviously the “poet” here had reasonably small writing.
And for some shit icing on the cake here is another one I wrote which I never got round to posting. It was a poem about an engineering fail:
This entire project was always quite cursed
There’s a crack in the dam it’s gonna burst!
As engineers go, I’m definitely the worst
They may as well have hired Fred Durst
So I’m off with my suitcase full of money
Off to the fabled land of milk and honey
In a way you could say it’s almost funny
Now I’m off to a place that’s quiet and sunny.