I was on holiday with Egg Julie and Bizzy Lizzy
As normal we were in deepest Kent
We were swimming in Meek Creek
Or at least my dear friends were
I had been told to stay in port
As I had an infected foot
I was reading The Nigger of the Narcissus
And would later read Typhoon
Joseph Conrad was my favourite author
And I was glad to have found
This rare edition at a jumble sale
Egg was next to me reading Lucy is a Rich Bitch
Or he was pretending to as he was watching Julie swimming
He took a great interest when she stood up in the water
As her white swimming costume because quite translucent
He was in love with Julie unlike me as I found her rather plain
Bizzy Lizzy wore a sensible black costume
She was a serious girl although great fun to be with
Yet thought Julie lightweight and very giggly
But they were the best of friends and shared a room together
My favourite months are obviously the summer months
As I love the colours the perfumes and the warmth
I love the long days and short nights and staying up late
Staring at the stars until that you realise that you are dreaming
Kent is a mainly flat county which makes it seem bigger
Its lanes seem longer and the trees taller and the skies endless
I know no other county that I favour more
I have always read Conrad as his were tales of adventure
Which I wanted to imitate as I travelled around the world
But on hot summer days next to cool waters
This was quite distant from my thoughts
Egg was swimming with the girls and I felt jealous of his adventure
But doctors orders were doctors orders
Yet I wanted to be foolish and abandon my book
I wanted to fade into these days without planned occupation