My Bucket Lists a Little Pail

I suppose the usual suspects, should fill up this poem, City of lights, ancient pyramids, colosseum in Rome, To be honest I seen all these places, sitting playing the slots, Yeah we’re talking Vegas baby, sin city, I’ve given it a shot, Been up the Eiffel Tower, Bellagio fountains down below, Viewing the Sistine chapel, in Venice along the same road, Look across main boulevard, I see Caesars palace all lit up, Just outside on the strip, Elvis sings through a begging cup, Passing the cosmopolitan, New York springs into view, Must go by the crystals first, still looks sparkling new, On second thoughts cross over, go shop the miracle mile, Planet Hollywood rises above, looking a bit retro in style, Outside it’s baking hot, have you felt that Nevada sun, Cool vapour blows from roadside bars, I do not shun, Next day into the stratosphere, ride the big shot atop, A thousand feet over Vegas, screaming will it ever stop, Later up or down to freemont st. cannot tell I’m totally lost, Craziest place I’ve ever seen, little sleazy by default, So that’s my bucket list, everything’s now crossed off, World under one roof, pretty sad, yeah well! go ahead and scoff. By David Kavanagh What Have You Kicked Off On Your Bucket List Poetry Contest 08/11/2020 Sponsored by: Chantelle Anne Cooke