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A Place They Call Utopia
As we approach a certain age Before the end draws nigh Afore my knees give up the ghost Or bunions stop me climbing high When all I eat is jam on toast Now is it time to make the most To maybe write a bucket list Of all the things I might have missed Like jumping from an airplane Too risky, that’s insane Or swimming with a shark or two Is something I would never do To teeter on a tightrope above a high abyss Would be crazy I have vertigo So think I’ll give this one a miss To bungee jump from way up high Please have the medics standing by My bucket list abundant Making sharks or two redundant With adventures unfulfilled That I do not want to miss Like a day trip to the Moon Wishing this could happen soon Set sail upon a Galleon In search of Paradise To discover Shangri-La Or a place they call Utopia Oh dear, I think I’ve lost the plot I‘m sounding even dopier I can’t believe I’m dreaming of a place they call Utopia Returning to reality I make myself a pot of tea For I don’t need a bucket list As there is nothing I have missed Contest Strand no 710 Sponsor Brian Strand 1st Place
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