LoSoRhyMo #3: Written early Saturday morning

Sonnet 3: In anticipation
Today our Rita comes to town
God willing and the creeks don’t rise
(that is, if fate or Joyce don’t frown
and Qantas don’t forsake the skies).
We’ll meet her plane at ten to ten,
kiss-kiss, collect her bags and then
that welded-on Melburnian
will come with us a-journeyin’ –
White Rabbit, Sculpture by the Sea,
a ferry ride, so many jaunts.
There’s time to tour our local haunts
and if it rains, a cup of tea
at home. Our Rita’s here to stay
the whole weekend. Calooh! Callay,

‘The Second Coming’ it ain’t, but I had to make breakfast.

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