In summer sun time, each British girl knows
In this brief time, pale people take off clothes
Build sand castles, like kids, slide down sand dunes
Sink into soft sand, play happy, loud tunes
If blue sea, white waves, wide sky, catch your eye
Buy tickets, then bouncing boats collect you
Ride with picnics, sunscreen, brimmed hats by you
Ouch - sunburn! Let brollies' shade protect you
In Singapore we could swim in the pool
In humid weather, it's good to feel cool
In tropical sun, ten minutes is enough
Clinic photos warned cancer, looked rough
Yet, we're all hoping for much warmer days
We envy friends who are going away
Until we hear tales of sickness, loss, cross
Glad to get home at the end of their stay
I won't sleep on sand, nor live in a cave
I'm neither so desperate, nor brave
Rescue me from remote beaches alone
I'm happy to sit at my desk here at home.
Palm trees looks romantic, and starry nightscave, sand, mosquito
Seafront promenades, coloured twinkling lights
Until you wake up with mosquito bites!
On balance, I prefer here, I'll all right.
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