It curiously began at the pool into which she plunged headlong
As creeping stealthily behind her, he suddenly & playfully sounded the gong
Coming out of the water but with fire in her blazing eyes
When her palm firmly made contact with his cheek, it was not all kisses & apple pies
Then the bloody crab at the beach scurried out of the sand and pinched her big toe
Making her rant, rave and curse, hop, skip holler and bellow
Sensing a chance for redemption he whipped out the magic tube of gel
It was too late before he realised that instead of a salve from heaven it was an irritant from hell
The last straw was triggered by a bottle of potent and expensive red wine
On a cool and breezy evening most appropriate to leisurely drink and dine
When the waiter came to their table and asked, “Sir one for the road?”
The inebriated fool with a stupid grin replied “Yes please and also one for my lovely toad.”
The battered and bruised black eye couldn’t sense relief with neither ice not spray
Everything had gone haywire in what otherwise was to be a romantic getaway
Oh, everything had gone awry in what otherwise was to be a romantic getaway
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