Day Tripper Poem by George BernardBloodyShaw

Day Tripper



We are going to Bartika,
Again a day tripper.
No bumpy ride
This time,
In car or bus.

A bumpy speedboat
For us to cuss.

What's in Bartika for us to note?
Not much for us.
The occasional goat,
A beer and grub.

Back on that speed tub.

P'raps no more running
To drive us insane
As a day tripper

...To Bartika.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sid John Gardner. 08 February 2009

They say that The Isle of White is just gtrat this time of year.... Sid.

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