Frank and Tim and Beijing

FRANK AND TIM AND BEIJING Frank and I planned a visit to Beijing, The attraction was their night life And bright lights, Maybe we would visit one or two Historical sights? We drank a lot on our trip To the East, And we didn’t feel disturbed in The least, That the passengers just gave us A glare and a stare, And most probably wished we were Really not there! We arrived, and the pilot wished us All a pleasant stay, Wow, we were now ready to begin Our two week holiday, But what now, we could not speak A word of Chinese, Not even to say hello, thank-you Or please! On the way to the youth hostel 10 men Surrounded us with guns, They bundled us into a chauffeur driven Bentley, Not one of them spoke English, and not at All friendly. For a fleeting moment I thought we Are now going to die, And that our end was horribly nigh! They ushered us into an opulent mansion And said, Now you see boss, this time I had a very Real vision of us on the floor, dead! The boss, an eccentric man briskly Walked in, Exceptionally tall, and very thin, I recognized him immediately, he Was my Mom’s brother, Uncle Ben, He looked at me and laughed, something Was wrong, But at least we could speak to him, In our mother tongue! He explained that he was the boss of A drug ring, Now there’s a thing! My Uncle Ben, A drug lord I was in no mood for him To invite us on board! A mistake he sheepishly explained, They were looking for the brother, Of his head man’s mother! He apologized on behalf of what, His men had done, I couldn’t wait to tell my mom! Uncle Ben offered us his Bentley for The remainder of our holiday in China, And that he was about to retire, Because, he suffered from Angina. Our last day arrived, we got on The plane, Tim and I wrote Uncle Ben a card and Thanked him a ton, We had made memories in Beijing Only experienced by some, Like ours, probably none!