Be sure no moth stows away in the lingerie

 
  
I’ve started a scrapbook of places I’ve been to, vicariously, through his slideshow avatar.
   
It’s like a looking glass, and I’ve become an Alice in Wonderland. So where do we go today?  
   
In a gondola?, riding the canals of Venice, followed by our pet hippo ( that we picked up going down the Congo ), with our luggage strapped on its back as he yawns.  
   
Or sailing up the swollen Nile in a dhow he rented from a friend of his from Iraq. To offset the cost, he traded in a yak, so merrily on we went.  How did he manage to keep the mosquitos from biting?  
   
It’s for reasons like these and many more,  
Why it’s always fun to travel with him.  
Everywhere we go, no matter what for,  
There’s no end to the sights of ev’ry whim.  
   
Whether here or there, we’re at the party,  
Or at a county fair, we take first prize.  
And while on a tear, be square, be arty,  
Or on a double dare, eat twice the pies.  
   
The Near, the Middle, and the Far East rocks!  
The North & South, the East & West are best!  
For all your mem’ories, just set your clocks,  
Don’t start to count, just come we’ll do the rest!  
   
   
   
   
My tribute to one of our newer DU members; none other than nomoth😃  
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poets/nomoth/