whenever life seems in a rut
I sneak away to the tiki hut
it's just a little south of town
where friendliness is always found
I'll have a glass of beer or two
and if you'd like then you come too
we'll let our troubles drift away
into the sunset on the bay
until the darkness in the west
directs us home to welcome rest
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
it reminds me of tiki hut in waikiki hawaii..hahhahahahhaha... mai tai ...aloha
Any tike hut is a good tiki hut! Thanks for commenting.