The boats could be in St Ives
But no, they are not
The sky, and the sea, could be blue, and azure
But no, they are cloud grey, and murky taupe
The hotel could be in St Mawes
But no, it is not
The bedrooms could be five star boutique
But no, they are net curtained, dormer windows
The castle could be Warwick, or Carcassonne
But no, certainly not
Dining could be a gastronomic adventure
But no, it is cold pie, in the bus shelter
The shops could be arts, and crafts, and unique
But no, no, not at all
Buying gifts could be a pleasure of celebration
But no, it is pearl, or pearl, or pearl
The writing could be gentle, and purposeful
But no, most definitely not
The words could be observational, and sincere
But no, today it is sarcasm, that rules the roost
