The day dawned cool and crisp
and the sun had yet to appear.
Would rain be in the forecast
or would the sun bring forth a cheer?
The luncheon was food, fellowship and fun;
on the street they welcomed the sun.

Back home, he Googled the weather
and saw that clear skies prevailed
for at least two days or better
so he suggested camping be availed;
“We need to go somewhere local,”
his wife advised in no uncertain terms vocal.

“It wouldn’t take long the camper to hitch
and I’ll take you to a nearby town for dinner.
We’ll drive a mere twenty-five miles,” was his pitch.
But it was the offer of dinner that proved the winner.

So they hitched the camper and started out
when the clouds did burst and thunder did shout.
The dog started to howl from the back seat,
and his wife said that dinner out would still be very sweet.