It was after midnight,
and I'm glad I was able to change my room.
This one was bigger and better minus the smell of cigarette smoke.
I assume they needed to shampoo the carpet.
Yet, the view of the beach was nice from the balcony.
But the rain came, then I had to leave.
The continental breakfast was cheap, so I didn't eat.
It was sort of a romantic day,
Doing x y and z in the parks and on the strip.
I'll never forget about my life transforming trip.
Poems are green and Poetry is mean.
-Poetry Beast
Please accept my endless gratitude,
I'm tickled pink,
You're a gift!
Thank you for your time and attention.
It's a blessing you've stopped to observe and listen.
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