The Rustic Carmel Bench

Tourists taking in the sights,

Fell off curbs in the town of Carmel;

They climbed back on the sidewalk,

Tripping on tree roots where they fell.

There were women wrapped in Ermine

Old men in tie-dyed shirts…

Meter maids with flaming red lips

Wore regulation Mini skirts.

A rustic bench at the Wayfarer Church

Lured men in polyester leisure suits.

The “Rest ye and be thankful” seat,

Unraveled clothes down to their boots.

The departing, now rested tourists,

Shopped around without a care…

Never knowing the finite thread,

The bench held, till their ass was bare!