Not socially inclined
We drove to Cascais for two days holiday at
a posh hotel and I promptly fell ill a sort of fever
I do not travel well.
My wife and her extended family had a swell
time, while I shivered under three blankets and
claimed the air condition was sat to freezing.
On the third day I arose, had solid breakfast
no had seen anyone recover so quickly, it is
I said because I'm a Norwegian
After breakfast and packed suitcases time for
goodbyes, lots of kissing and hugs
and they all hoped I would be better next year.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem