Sosoetry - LakeFlake

I went on a canoe trip years ago that one of the participants insisted on bringing his girlfriend to. Several of us objected, but somehow or other we were over ridden. I love canoeing more than many things, but this trip....well...how to put this....she made it suck. I just don’t even know where to start. How about I let the rhyming couplets I jotted down as a bit of therapy after the fact do the talking.

is that a mosquito whining

or someone fretting about dining

why waste all that time cooking

when you could be atop a hill looking

I’d much sooner explore a hunch

than worry what to eat for lunch

I’d rather be out on the lake

than humouring a flake

the food isn’t even that delicious

and I can’t be bothered with dishes

I don’t mind if you’re a hippy

I do object to you being dippy

certain tasks must be done

before you can have fun

the unpredictability of the weather

means you must have your act together

you have trouble lifting your pack

and lose your way on a marked track

people lacking common sense

tend to make me very tense

I think I’m really quite convivial

just don’t annoy me with the trivial

I like someone who hustles

and can use their muscles

this is no place for the anal retentive

only those who are attentive

you need to have a clue

to go tripping in a canoe

I want to be out with paddlers

not meandering dilly daddlers

I think I’ll pack my ruck

I want to flee this clusterfuck