02/24/2022
A Different RV
I just bought a new RV
at least it is new to me.
not new off the production line
but it will suit me just fine
five thousand miles it has on the clock
which is barely enough to make it rock
and just one other previous owner
who looked after it like a lover
Miss Daisy was my previous ride
and had very little room inside
no space around the kitchen sink
hardly enough for me to blink
and even though our time was short
she served me more than just transport
and it was with heavy heart
the two of us decided to part
and now I have a used Class A
very much bigger in every way
with much more room for us to roam
and a kitchen area just like home
this one we have named Mr. George
a masculine name unlike before
for this RV has a manly touch
unlike Miss Daisy who we liked so much
I have spent the last few days
arranging things just the way
I want them to be in Mr. George
like in the RV’s before
although the truth can be told
my storing skills are not so bold
although I know what it is I need
finding it is hard indeed
as I haven’t a clue where it may be
and locating it is a mystery
it really doesn’t matter though
for I will search both high and low
until I find what it is I need
when I do relief indeed
not everything is stored away
and will not see the light of day
just the stuff that never gets used
why I keep it I haven’t a clue
memories of a previous life
maybe when I had a wife
or two or three take you pick
living with me they could not stick
and so, to this life that I have chose
driving around on the open road
and now I have a new RV
well at least it is new to me.
Written 02/23/2022 Read my other poems at https://pondblog2011.com