Updated 09/10/10- thank you to the lovely folk in the ladies of lit chatroom hosted by `LadyLincoln
and especially to ^GaioumonBatou
Updated 24/05/10- Thanks to `fllnthblnk
, this poem has been stripped bare naked and put back together in hope my prosey ways have been slayed by the secret wannabe poet
Thank you guys!
Updated 23/05/10- tweaked a few bits which weren't working and probably need to tweak it a little more too.
Okay this poem has been my distraction from script frenzy all week, and it's been frustrating me as I've been going along, hence why the second half is weak, but if I didn't put it up I would be still sat here is a rut with it.
The idea spawned from a friend who is currently stuck in Madrid because of the volcanic ash and the subsquent flight delays. Her facebook said she was giving up waiting for a flight home and instead trying to work out how to find footballer Cristinao Ronaldo so he could live with him in spain. So I wrote this to cheer her up.