The Blue Tent Enclosure
It was expansive,
And blue,
Not deep south blue,
More Bolton and Paul blue,
We loved this tent,
We laughed in this tent,
‘scuse us,
We laughed at this tent,
The tent did not mind,
Or it would have fallen over,
It was funny,
Six or more of us could fit,
Maybe Eight at a squeeze,
So, the big blue tent,
Living wild and free,
Playing frisbee on the beach,
If that is where we,
Pitched,
With a Ho,
And a Hum,
We smiled at the Sun.
David Robertson 22.07.2021