This poem was written for Pensitivity 101’s Three Things Challenge #351

Today’s three Prompt’s are: Case, Socks, Soap
Here’s something fun for you.
Packing the Case
I’m holidaying, going to the beach
Sun, sand and sea within my reach
But first I have to pack my case
Got to choose wisely, not much space
Suntan lotion’s a must—SPF thirty
Socks, oh, soap in case I get dirty
I’ll need swimming trunks and shorts
Oh, the stress of travelling through airports
I’m going to Ibiza; it’s going to be hot
Sunglasses, hat is that the lot
I’ll need, my shaver and some shirts
A jumper just in case, she’ll want some skirts
The wife would pack everything in sight
Every pair of socks we own and the bedside light
She’d pack the computer and half the bookcase
Wifey means well, but she always overfills the case
That’s why I’m packing the case this time
Argh! No boxer – that would be a crime
Did I pack socks and soap already – yes
Oh, brother; this packing is such a mess
I got my PJs and her dressing gown
I added nice outfits for hitting the town
The case is all packed, let’s get on the jet
Wait! You couldn’t have packed everything yet
Sure, I did I got the blooming lot
Let me check, there’s something you forgot
Why? Come on let’s get in the car
No shaving foam, you didn’t pack me a bra!
Told you, she’ll bring the whole house
She’ll pack every brick, the sink and computer mouse
All I want to do is hit the beach with a rum twist
Packing right is a myth, something will always be missed!
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Have a great day!
Great poem. One thing we loved about the boat if ever we went away………. no packing as we just undid the ropes and off we went!
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Thank you!
Agreed, I always go for simple holidays. I love true camping. I take my knife, fire starter, a tarpaulin and a couple days food, and a map. I forage up everything else I need where I’m camping.
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It’s a great feeling of freedom isn’t it.
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its the only time you can truly relax.
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Until you get the campers from hell move into the next field!
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Yeah – I’ve suffered that one too! Ruins the whole holiday! Mind you it was really funny when they came back one day and somebody had stolen all their beer!
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cheeky!!
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😉Hmm – I might just know what happened lol
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well I know it wasn’t me ‘cos I’m tee-total!
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Oh it didn’t get drunk trust me.
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You sold it then ?????
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No I think the campsite owner might have enjoyed it when he discovered it in his pantry, lol
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Bartering for site fees….. even better!!
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I don’t think he ever knew where the beer came from.
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Very funny! I see men adn women have different apporaches to packing. Thank goodness!
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Yes if it wasn;t for a fine lady a man would never manage on holiday lol.
Thanks for reading, Isaiah.
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Nice! After you got rolling this started to have a bit of a Doctor Seuss feel to it. Nicely done, Mason 🙂
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This was a slow starter wasn’t it. I like Doctor Seuss too, good fun.
Thanks for reading.
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