An ode to Cairo

I have no idea why, since I have never written poetry in my life before, but the whim took me yesterday to try, and I went with it. Why not?

The results of that are to be published in the next NADA magazine! so in the meantime I thought I would rustle up another wee ditty for my blog readers pleasure! Hope it's a pleasure anyway....

'Home with the cat'

By Lorna of Cairo

Cairo is curfewed

the tourists don't come

I want to go dancing 

I want to have fun

I've sewn my new hair piece

I've fixed all my bling

I've even done press ups 

and sit ups and things

I try not to eat lots

And stay clear of drink

I want to stay healthy 

But it's hard not to sink

I'm sad there's no tourists

I wish they would come

I want to go dancing

I want to have fun

I really don't blame them 

I know it looks bad

When you sit watchingTV

You'd think 'they're all mad'

Yes Cairo is curfewed

Streets empty at night

But please do come see us

It's really alright

The Nile still flows northwards

The sun still shines bright

Pyramids are still open

Just don't go at night!

The dancers are bored now

We itch to perform

There just isn't work so

We sit home forlorn

Come see us shimmy

We pray, if you are able

Support the arts

And put food on our table! 

Cairo is curfewed

So home by eleven

Come enjoy Egypt,

Just get up at seven

To stay safe in Cairo

Just do as we do

Stay home every Friday

Or lie by the pool

There's plenty to do here

There's lots to be seen

The plus side of curfew?

more sleep in-between

If tourists would come here

The shows would all run

Yalla, lets all go dancing

Yani, let's have some fun

If you come to Cairo

I promise you that

It's more fun even curfewed

than home with the cat!