Summer Sun At last I'm home from work And the sun is still about I think I'll sit and chillax With a glass of wine no doubt? A glass of wine, a comfy chair I sit and feel the heat The sun is shining down on me From my head down to my feet I have an added bonus Wimbledon's on the TV I've opened up the patio doors So Mr Murray I can see Here i sit and sip my wine Take in the summer sun Happy in the knowledge My days work is done I look Down at the patio To my horror all I can see Is lots and lots of weeds Looking back at me!l I bend and pull one out Then another, three or four OMG they're everywhere So I pull up some more I've started so I'll finish I can't leave them to grow I'll get another glass of wine And have another go? That was an hour ago I've filled the compost bin The bottle is now empty So I've started on the gin! At last I've nearly finished I have pulled with all my might All of the weeds are gone But it is now midnight Andy won his game The weeds are now clear But next time I need to chill It's down the pub with a beer? ©26/06/13 #poem #Wimbledon