THE SOMERSET POEM!

There was a mad lady who liked to drink cider,
so she went down to Somerset with her Daughter beside her.
This holiday was needed to relieve all her stress,
The village pub will be dry in that week, I should guess.

Her Hubby named 'Neeza' home alone he will sit,
it's his own fault for being such an antisocial git!
Who cares? Not her, it's her holiday,
But he'd best feed the pets or there'll be hell to pay!

It's only one week, she can last, she is sure,
and when she returns she will blog some more.
She's a blogger for life, as you all can see,
Azzitizz, azzitwoz, azzitalways shall be.

(Back in a week guys).