NO SOUVENIRE
No. Souvenir? You promised you would!
i did want some tat from New York,
“A Present From Broadway”, or some such bad taste,
Or even a French champagne cork.
Wot, no sombrero? No “kiss-me-quick” hat?
No rude seaside postcard, oh, shame!
No interesting pong from the duty free shop?
Now, that’s really not playing the game.
No t-shirt from Blackpool! I’m so deeply hurt,
Do you know, I might even cry,
No bracelet from Brighton, no beach towel declaring
In crimson, “SEE FRINTON AND DIE.”
But what really battered our friendship to bits,
And came as somewhat of a shock;
The one thing I asked for and what you forgot,
Was a stick of pink peppermint rock.