Communique from Cómpeta – #10


The day finally came

When we were forced to twain

With Raz and Rosanna

Relinquishing the manna

And headed out of Spain


The boys remained behind

To further wine and dine

But the empty seats

At the breakfast table

Served to remind


The power lies in the Four

As it always has before

As it will be once more

When we return to this shore

And open another door


I would be a wrongful deceiver

If I said I was not a believer

In the rambunctious lasses

Who always raise their glasses

To the Power of the Fat Beaver



Greetings from Cómpeta, Spain. More to follow. Alas, without the lasses. But we shall persevere. And for those of you a bit troubled by the beaver wordplay, rest assured that it is a very inside joke, or at least as inside as you can get in a villa where you just want to be outside. Cheers.


8 replies »

  1. The Power of the Fat Beaver… sounds like a perfect inside joke. Please don’t ever share its meaning, however much I or anyone else might beg. It belongs with you and your beautiful companions.

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