Here is the wrap-up poem for our adventure to Key West – most of the details are found in the previous four posts (See #1956, #1957, #1958, and #1959):

Key West 

High speed ferry,
Key West and back.
Marriott Beachside,
Bags to pack.

We’d had a better,
View of the sea.
If it weren’t for,
My missing ID.

Then we encountered,
A disagreeable zinger.
And my tongue got caught,
In the washer’s wringer.

Alonzo’s dinner,
Conch fritters.
Everywhere around,
Those Rooster critters.

One eventually,
Went after you.
Jumped on your back,
Cock A Doodle Doo.

Six-toed cats,
A manatee!
So much to see,
On the Key.

Southernmost Point,
Scarlet and Rhett.
Spanish Treasure.
Mallory Square Sunset.

Floating Tiki huts,
Boardwalk Moonlight.
Truman retreat,
Where’s the cockfight?

River taxis,
Shuttle stops.
Conch Express,
Flip flops.

Blue Heaven,
Oysters raw.
Shrimp Fettuccini,
La-Te-Da!

Toes in the sand,
Key Lime Pie.
Papa Hemingway,
What a Guy!

Margaritaville,
Duval Street.
Haagen-Dazs Ice Cream,
For a late night treat.

Sloppy Joe’s,
More French fries.
Fancy yachts,
Seagull cries.

We’ll go back,
For what we missed.
And as for the argument,
We made up and kissed.

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