Day 10

It's finally here, Jenny's last day,
Rex is up shouting, Hip Hip Hooray.
"Let's get her packed and out of the door",
I haven't told him, her flight's not 'til four.

"How long before take off does she have to book in?"
"Only 2 hours", I said, trying hard not to grin.
"We'll get her there early, we'll be leaving soon",
"Oh, don't be silly, we can't leave here 'til noon".

Now Jenny's all packed, her bags are all ready,
"Could you take them Rex - be careful, they're heavy",
Rex struggles downstairs - "Are you sure you can manage",
"I don't want you doing some permanent damage".

With nothing to do and five hours to waste,
Jen has retired to her usual place.
Out on the deck with her coffee and phone,
"I need to call Roger before I get home".

She's out in the sun, drinking coffee and smoking,
Still coughing and spluttering, it sounds like she's choking.
Around 10 o' clock she goes up the stairs,
"I'm off to the bathroom to straighten my hair".

Rex goes outside and he's counting her fags,
"She's smoked 20 already, I'm gonna tell Dad".
"I'll be glad when she's gone and for what it's worth,
I don't think she's my sister, there was a mix up at birth".

One hour later our Jen reappeared,
Her straight hair was tucked behind her ears.
"I'm ready", she said, "Bet you can't wait to be rid",
Rex then just shrugged - his feelings weren't hid!

Whilst she was upstairs, I'd prepared lunch for us all,
It's now 11.30 and we're passing The Mall.
On the way to the Airport, Rex travels so fast,
His sister beside him going home at long last.

We arrived at the Terminal, Rex jumped from the car,
Got her bags from the trunk and said, "There you are".
Jen looked at Rex strangely, I knew what was wrong,
"I can't carry those Rex, I'm not very strong".

"You don't need to be strong Jen, your case has got wheels",
He placed the small one on top, then he turned on his heels.
For a wonderful holiday she then thanked me once more,
Check-Ins 10 yards Jen, when you get through that door.
I waved her goodbye as Rex sped away,
"She'll never come back - no bloody way".

Epilogue

Just four days before our Jenny's flight,
Houston was hit by hurricane Ike.
George Bush Airport was to be her first stop,
Where she planned to buy fags at the Duty free Shop.

But when she got to the Airport, Duty Free it was closed,
Now this for poor Jenny, a problem did pose.
She waved down a worker on a cart carrying bags,
"I need Duty Free, I must get my fags".

"I know where there's another", the worker then cried,
"Hop on my cart, I'll take you for a ride".
He stopped at the shop and said he would wait,
But as she got to the checkout she was told, "You're too late".

"There's not enough time to get the goods to your flight",
But Jenny kicked up until they said, "Oh alright".
As Jenny climbed back on the cart that did wait,
Some poor assistant had to run to the Gate.

She's now in the air and some fruit juice was brought her,
"I want coffee" she said, but was told, "There's no water".
"No water for washing or drinks on this flight,
Everything was knocked out by hurricane Ike".

She finally arrived at London Heathrow,
Where Roger was waiting to welcome her home.
Now I'm at the end of this short epilogue,
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