27 July 2012
The chalice of old, The golden goose. That beautiful dream, To escape from the noose.
Working week, Miniscule weekend. Bosses and colleagues Drive us round the bend.
Without this beautiful Attainable dream, How would we cope When wanting to scream?
Vacation Or Hols Whichever you prefer. A week or two Without having to stir.
No bosses or paper Or calls on the phone. Running away Having locked up the home.
Summer or winter Sun or ski As long as its not work It's alright by me.
So let's hear a cheer, Drink some wine have a beer. A break from the rat race, At least once a year!
21. Vacation • Opuss № I