Poem for a hot summer day

I’ve lost my gin in the greenhouse

by Andrea Kingston

Please welcome Andrea Kingston, a retired GP (family doctor) who volunteers with me in our local cancer group and – it turns out – is also a talented and hilarious poet! Here is one of hers I particularly enjoyed…

I’ve lost my gin in the greenhouse
Well goodness, gracious me!
As the glass is green
It remains unseen
And I’m thirsty don’t you see?

funny poem about lost gin

“Where’s my gin? I’m still in the greenhouse.”

I’ve lost my gin the greenhouse
But it only goes to show,
On a sunny day
It can pave the way
To a sense of ‘gardening flow’

I’ve lost my gin in the greenhouse
But, oh look, here’s a glass of wine
It may be old
But I’m feeling bold
So I’ll drink it just this time

Where’s my gin? I’m still in the greenhouse
And the light is fading fast
Oh and whoopsie-do
(Yes I fell, it’s true)
On the floor now I lie at last

There’s my gin underneath the tomatoes
If I look up I’ll see the stars
As it’s warm and not damp
I think I’ll camp,
So much better than drinking in bars!

funny poem about lost gin
© Andrea Kingston 2020

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