I walked into the waiting room and clicked up fifty four <br />and what came in behind me nearly knocked me to the floor. <br />A family of three who were the size of a house, and as I looked <br />up I felt as meek as a mouse.As I took my ticket to have my blood <br />test, I started to wonder about the rest. I knew I was in for quite a <br />long wait, but it did not matter to me at any rate.The rest of the queue <br />looked quite a shire all waiting to see the bloody vampire. <br />The family of three that I mentioned before, just took their place <br />in front of the door.There was not a chair that would fit their <br />behinds and I wondered what was going on in their minds. <br />They stood by the door because that had the most space, <br />not one of them with a smile on their face.I called them <br />the Go Lightleys because they were so big, then I noticed that <br />one of them was wearing a wig.I felt rather embrassed <br />when the man bent down and the wig fell off his rather large crown. <br />The queue started moving, they never took no notice at all, <br />but poor old Go Lightly he felt such a fool. My number was up <br />and in I went and to my surprise the vampire was bent. <br />He asked me how my day had been and I replied <br />' very good because I have now written a poem on the sights <br /> that I have seen! <br /> <br />I am sorry if I have upset any one over this poem but it really happened <br />and I just had to write about it cheers Sylvie<br /><br />sylvia spencer<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sight-seeing/
