N’ere a light for
miles around, in the distance dogs they bark
The water is a dirty
brown; it’s used for every chore
Bathing, cooking,
wash your clothes, and know of at least one more
We stopped a while
along the way, and went out for a ride
Seven miles we
pedaled, nearly killed my tender hide
Back on the boat;
a foot massage, a prod, a twist, a rub
A nice cold beer
topped off the day, as we waited for our grub
Our tour guide’s
name is Nhi, a tiny local girl
Forty kilos
dripping wet, she wants to see the world
Only five of us
on this timber junk, so restful and serene
Dinner isn’t far
away, after riding, I’m pretty keen
The local fare it
hits the spot, accompanied by some wine
The pork and
prawns and rice paper rolls, tasted quite divine
Tomorrow back to
Ho Chi Min, for one more night therein
Before we head
north for the wedding, where celebrations will begin
I know it’s a great holiday, ‘cause it feels like it’s been a week
Off to see new places, sights and sounds just so unique
Rest and
relaxation, a great thing you can bet
But I cannot post
this rhyme tonight, ‘cause I’ve got no internet
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