Not a Snake But My Reputation At Stake
Wow, a 2nd camping trip,
Now please don’t flip,
How on earth did I agree,
After the snake and me,
My husband asked so nicely,
And explained precisely
Where we would go,
Not to the bush,
Where a snake lay in ambush!
So hitched up our boat,
To take to Loskop dam
It was the Easter weekend,
Campers began to descend,
We arrived it was almost night,
Hubby sent up our 5 star camp site,
Started our braai late,
Which was to be my embarrassing fate!
We ate heartily and enjoyed
A cariff of wine,
During our campsite dine.
Time for a shower,
Take note of our campsite number
Hubby said, for they all look alike
At night,
And please take this empty
Bottle and fill it with water.
Showered, filled the bottle,
Nervous, had to find the ablutions
in the dark,
Carrying a full bottle that looked like wine,
I got strange looks, wanted to scream
It isn’t mine,
And in any case,
This bottle has no wine!
Each camp site looked the same,
To find my husband was my only aim!
It was an embarrassing situation,
All I felt was a feeling of desolation!
Thought each Range Rover was ours,
I might as well have been on Planet Mars,
It felt as if I had been away hours!
Had not even taken my phone
Had to stop at a camp side and asked
If I could please loan
Their cell to make a call,
That is when I tripped and had a fall,
I called my husband in tears,
He realized immediately what had happened,
Which was one of his fears,
Came and helped me up,
As he was only two camp sites away,
It was my pride that was hurt,
Especially when a passing camper began to flirt,
This was going to be my last camping trip ever,
I exclaimed to hubby, a little pert!
Copyright © Jennifer Proxenos | Year Posted 2019
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