March 2, 2019Poem

There is nothing worse

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There is nothing worse

Than warm champagne

A broken fingernail

A flat tyre in a rainstorm

No signal for the phone

Wet through

With no change of clothes

Falling in the mud

Sump oil

On a new dress

Late for a date

With your first love

Running out of mints

Before the kiss

Breaking wind

In a lift

Full of strangers

Laughing at a funeral

Finding you have attended

The wrong service

Arriving one day late

For an interview

Having a bad hair day

Seagull droppings

On a bride groom’s shoulder

Losing the ring

At the altar

Being left all alone

By a no show

It is no joke

When it happens to other folk

There is always something worse

Waiting in the wings

Hidden between the lines

Which make up a verse.

A cockroach in the larder

A snakeskin in a shoe

No whisky in the kitchen

Or paper in the loo

It is catastrophic

To be so neurotic

About oral hygiene

The day is lost

Without dental floss

But there is nothing worse

Than a cold sore

On your lip

Or Coronavirus

On a ship.