PICNIC IN THE PARK

by Andrew J. Müller

Picnic in the Park
What a lark, what a lark
Summer's here we all remark
As people indulge in a Picnic in the Park.

Sunbathing beauties, sunbathing hunks
Pleasure filled people - hedonistically drunk
Those people from work will often bunk
To join sunbathing beauties and sunbathing hunks.

Picnic in the Park
What a lark, what a lark
Get your tanning time in before it gets dark
People enjoying a Picnic in the Park.

Cucumber sarnies, tomatoes and eggs
Watching shorts and skirts - suntanned legs
Coffee flask empty - draining the dregs
To go with cucumber sarnies, tomatoes and eggs.

Picnic in the Park
What a lark, what a lark
From Dover to Elgin, Port Talbot to Sark
There are people having a Picnic in the Park.

Sunglasses sitting over sunburnt noses
Gardeners banned from using garden hoses
Wafting smells from hosts of roses
Are sniffed up into those sunburnt noses.

Picnic in the Park
What a lark, what a lark
Dogs in the distance howl and bark
'Cos they aren't joining in the Picnic in the Park.

Then lunchtime is over and back to work we go
The afternoon now will pass far too slow
But sadly its 2 o'clock and we all know
That lunchtime is over and back to work we must go.

But tomorrow.....

This poem appears alongside many others by Andrew in BeWrite Books's "Shaken and Stirred: Poetry from the Far Corners" published in 2002.

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