No Honeymoon Here
Smitten and young yet not linked
the couple stared at it with glee
a cabin, refrigerator, sink
anticipation at what they would see
No cobwebs or dusty, bare windows
the smell of the pine was succinct
this would be the most perfect hangout
it’d be gone soon, after one blink
So the couple retreated inside
and oh, what a horrible mess!
The curtains were ruffled and dirty
they felt doomed, unable to rest
She cried when she saw he was shaking
He hurried to help her calm down
the couple they left in a hurry
to the motel that was right there in town.
©2025 CBialczak
Stine Writing 
haha. You did me in with this one Christine. Lovely. Thanks
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Haha! That was great, Christine! Not for them, but for the poem! Lol!
Yvette M Calleiro 🙂
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Thank you. The picture doesn’t really match unless you believe that is the hotel!
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The transition was very unexpected. Well done Christine. Thanks for joining in.
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Oops! Good one, Christine.
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Great poem Christine although the couple might not think so 😆
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hehehehe
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That would definitely take the edge off the mood! hehehe
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You build that so well ❤️
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thank you!
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