Short Cancun Poems

Off Rangoon a typhoon my balloon 
it has strewn.  Unfortun-ately, soon 
this spittoon, this mad drain; 
becomes a hurricane 
then spits me out, a prune, off Cancun....

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I once met a sweet girl in Cancun
We made love in a lovely lagoon
I’ll never forget her,
But all for the better
I got out of Cancun none too soon.

written September 5, 2021...

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Cancun and the sun
Escaping from Vancouver's cold.
They call us snowbirds
Flying south for the warmth.

But a week for us is enough.
You miss the cold after
Seven days of heat.

From 28 degrees
I'm back to minus five....

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I've seen the Grand Canyon, Cancun, Taj Mahal
World Plaza (both phases), Broadway curtain call
I watched when Hank Aaron sent that little ball
'cross opposite fence the Babe's record to fall.
I've bathed in Bridal Falls
Niagara'd 'til day called....
But I've never seen a lighthouse
'cept in pictures....

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Under the Cancun sun,
on the Yucatan peninsula,
relaxing at the Blue Bay Club,
sipping Margaritas.
Glorius early morning beach,
I set out for a morning run,
soft white sand tingles beneath my feet,
under the cancun sun.
This unsurpassable paradise,
the Caribbean sea of turquoise waves,
I dreamingly feast my eyes,
upon this magical place,
right beneath the Cancun sun....

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Pinwheels lured the giraffe into the wilds of Cancun.
They were twirling millions of time faster than the moon.
You are so funny! Said a bullfrog; tall, but no big buffoon.
I am glad that you said giraffe. Can you sell me a balloon?
Pinwheels are all I sell said the bullfrog. They are colorful.
Twirling around and around is their ultimate goal.
I love them so much, it is difficult to watch them go bye-bye.
Sixteen please, the giraffe said because he was not shy....

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On my flight to Cancun
I sat between a pillow and a cello.
The pillow's name was Willow and she wanted to sleep soon.
The cello's name was Fellow and he was quite odd.
He sang and sang and I just nod.
When we were halfway to Cancun the stewardess, who was a baboon,
walked around with food.
When she got to me, she woke up pillow and put him in a mood.
then he couldn't sleep, so he counted sheep.
Finally, cello was mellow.
I didn't say a peep.
We all fell in a deep sleep....

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