A free verse ode to the Comfort Suites in Tempe
The Comfort Suites in TempeHas a continental breakfast
With coffee, fruit, and waffles
And mini sausage patties
The Internet was broken
They gave me lame excuses
For four days it was broken
They'd better give a discount
We watched a lot of cable
And a marathon of "Spongebob"
The remote control was broken
I was oldschool in my methods
Housekeeping disappointed
With sparse restocks on towels
One maid, who was retarded
Did not refill the Kleenex
The pool was oft deserted
Though it was also heated
We used it almost daily
I had to borrow swim trunks
The Coke machine was broken
(Even though it vended Pepsi)
I lost a dollar twenty
The Sheraton's was better
If you have to go to Tempe
I'm sure you could do better
But curb your expectations
What do you want from Tempe?
Labels: arizona, despair, faulty technology, poetry, travel
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by Marty Barrett at Thursday, November 22, 2007
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