CELIA'S POEMS

            No 45   May 01

            I think I have found something,

            No please don’t start to scoff,

            When you read my poem today,

            You’ll see it could take off.

            Something good’s come out of this,

            Virtual parties are the rage,

            The host doesn’t provide food or drink,

            Even though we all engage.

            For the guests no new dresses,

            No taxis to get there,

            No taxis to get home again,

            And the drink prices don’t scare.

            Invite as many as you like,

            No need to stand all night,

            And going for another drink,

            Doesn’t have to be a fight,

            I think that this could take off,

            And numbers quite exceed,

            A voucher in a birthday card,

            Then they get what they need.

            The floor isn’t full of dancers,

            We can try out a new move,

            No-one is going to laugh at us,

            If we get in the groove.

            Instead of all the shouting,

            And loud music in your head,

            When you feel you’ve had enough,

            It’s “Right I’m off to bed”.