Nevermore!!
Quoth the Megan
Nevermore!
(Inspired by Edgar Allen Poe)
Once upon the daylights dreary, while we drove all meek and weary
Over the many a quaint and curious roads that we explored
While I nodded nearly napping, suddenly we grabbed the map and,
As I knew what was unwrapping, looking at that Essex whore
Tis a outraged that I muttered, looking at that Essex whore
Only this and nothing more.
Helplessly we listened bravely, to a British girl who’s crazy
Stating that we dialed the number, number to the Essex whore
Tis a bar and nothing more
So we went and turned the car round, to a restaurant out of town
Thinking of the many ways the Maple Leaf could hit the floor
Quoth the Megan nevermore!
Just to inform all of you, I wrote this poem after a long days journey to a Canadian pub that no longer exists. The pub was called The Maple Leaf, and it was said to have the friendliest people and nicest food. Unfortunatly the Pub is now called The Essex Arms.. aka... The Essex Whore lol. Why did I decide to all it a Whore you ask.. Well, the pub screams come in and try me, but it looks soo dirty that you are afraid to take it up on its offer.
So, in conclusion I dedicate one last O CANADA to the Maple Leaf and bid thee fare well. You will be missed!
Brought to you by A Megans Perspective!
posted by Phil at 10:52 AM
4 Comments:
This is not the same 'The Maple Leaf' that we went to in Covent Gardens is it?
No this is a different one. It is in a town called Hallstead and is about 45min north east of us. It was a pub owned by a couple from Georgetown but it is no longer there. The pub in London is still there though. :P
That's a shame, but at least the story has a happy ending: the other Maple Leaf is still there! :)
Megan please come home, I fear for your state of mind, I think you are really losing it with this poem, he he.
Ladybug
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