Boxing Day at Centre Parcs

A lazy snooze in bed
Thoughts of presents running through their head
The gentlest of starts
Climb out to find some food
Everyone in a cheery mood
It's Boxing Day at Centre Parcs

Play games with a smile
We'll go out in a little while
All content for now
Adventure playground's call is loud
Explore their island, standing proud
We're the only ones there somehow

Air hockey next then pool
Potting the black daughter looked so cool
Doing her victory dance
Soft play while I sup a beer
And watch the yummy mummies wipe a tear
Kids don't give a second glance

Swimming soon, well, may be
Time's racing on, it's almost three
Bet the water's really cold
Rapids to race it's our aim
Play sharks, hunting, their favourite game
Well see if it unfolds

Then dinner out, hopefully
Burger and chips we'll eat happily
This place tugs at our hearts
Before we blink, the day is spent
Home to bed, all content
It's Boxing Day at Centre Parcs

Chill

Three types of transport
Start my day
Since the car's gearbox
Went astray

It's stuck in third
As far as I can see
So it's in the garage
For some TLC

So now it's bus
Next will be train
But one thing for sure
Is clearly plain

I've a nine o'clock
It's 8:35
No hope of making
That, dead or alive

So shall I fret
Panic and fuss
Not a lot I can do
Sat on this bus

Shall I worry
Make my heart strain
As I wait on the platform
For the train

No.
Don't think I will
I'll be like the weather
And chill, chill

If I don't make it
Or even if I do
Chilling is my plan
What about you?