No Yacht for Me

Of all the things I haven’t got

The one I wouldn’t want’s a yacht,

For though most folks would be impressed,

I’d always have to look my best.

 

The details would just overwhelm –

The crew, the fuel, who’s at the helm;

The food, décor and where to sail,

All planned on a most lavish scale.

 

Decisions made to scratch each itch,

A consequence of being rich.

I do love water close at hand,

But from my viewpoint on the land.