29 July 2012
Hotel sheets, The crispest white, Open rooms, A brilliant bright.
See the white, Made for ruin, I'd do it if, It wasn't for suing.
Spotless walls, And spotless beds, Colour scape? In blues and reds.
Key cards in, Usually lost... Open space, They're quite the cost.
Just one night, Inside these rooms, The excitement amounts, As the the holiday looms!
Hotel Rooms. • Opuss № I