Harrier Jet and Chips
The sun shone spendiferous as a shiny new pin on a vetrans lapel
She stood on parade for our lazy remarks... of such a fine day
As we slid lazily, contentedly (should be a word, i think) downhill past ducks dogs and chicken fried people
Chatting i observed my chubby toes and sighed
Cars bottlenecked ridiculous that some should drive
But... i didnt care as Carl was happily walking his faithful old dog
An she didnt mind
Hoping to loose a few cruel lumps from her saddle sack
A nice calm... very slow pace... to the beach... and back
The sea was a backdrop to the flow of families engrossed in
Wiping babies filthy faces
Dogs sweating and peeing
Peeing and sweating
Couples canoodling
And us....
As a screeching female teenager on a bus
After EVERYONES attention
ENTER the...
Jet Harrier....swoon
Well i did at least
Stood fixed to the spot, sweating hands to my fore
Sighing as he swooped round ten time or more
( i doth recline to tell you just how much his screech and swoon affected me)
But one does confess, the earth did move quite a bit
As I gazed fixed over our excuse of a sea
Southend on mud and the odd floating (your turn to guess next word )
(Just then, as per usual I realised Carl had buggered off ahead
And I was left,quite some space behind
So i picked up pace, with a smile on my face
That i may loose a few pounds.
We then sat on the wall and ate some chips..
Copyright © Karen Deeks | Year Posted 2012
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