Home Sick Already! (Attempted funny but to sarcastic Poem)

I’m already waiting to get Home!

Home again, Home again – Dig – A – Re – Gig!

Home again, Home again to rare beef or Bar-B-Que’d pig!

To fewer wary noises or unfamiliar smells or scent

Or wondering what the waiter or doorman may have meant?

Nor the need to step wide and far, not nigh

due to the always present, never pleasant,

recently deposited “holy cow”- pie.

Or while attempting to look beyond those in gross need,

While shooing away those damned germ ridden gnat or fly.

Foods, which we gambled to order and eat,

Much of it, a unknown but unquestionable tasty treat

 But there were dishes which we failed to recognize!

Or “those rest rooms”, so called, in an effective disguise

 In which either godlessness or cleanliness

Was needed and would have been a pleasant surprise.

But to Siva, to Brahman and Vishnu too

 and to our Lord God , I want to say to you!

 Bless India and Nepal and our old USA

With the experiences we had, there’s something to say.

May their beauty and people always be great, Sir.

   As we take home, the our full mind’s memories

To meet and re-meet,  

the grand experiences you were!