Trader Vic where did you go?
To an island paradise
Where we can't follow,
High above the green pacific seas
Away from the lick of salt,
Away from the soft sea air
Do you and Don the Beach
Hang out there
Your love for Tiki
Transports us to a place
With gentle white sand below our feet,
Where sea and palm tree meet
We dream of luaus and hula girls
It conjure images of swaying hips,
Hollowed out coconuts
That cover their bits ...
We drink to appease the ancient
Ritualistic gods with strong brews
Rum Punch, Mai Tai’s
And Zombies too
Trader Vic where did you go?
To an island paradise
Where one day we will follow,
High above deep blue pacific seas
"This is a Hayden Lambert original poem and cannot be reproduced without his permission"

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2 comments:
Hi Hayds, I really enjoy your poetry, shake it up...Kerry
Cheers Kerry and may faux tropical/polynesian drinks live forever in the hearts and minds of all!
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