Friday, August 10, 2007


The new arrivals lug their cases,
All with sweaty white-skinned faces,
Sweating madly through their pores,
Checking numbers on the doors.

While we, who’ve been here one whole week,
Nicely tanned and super chic,
Watch them with a knowing eye,
Sneering as they trundle by.

Until our conscience lets us know,
We’ve only several days to go,
While they, with their excited tread,
Have all their holidays ahead.

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