Escape once was a refuge,
De-stressing enviornment,
The variety was huge,
And had stellar management.
You have missed out on the likes
Of Italia the godess,
And of Summers perfect spice,
What all today that sought is.
GFE stood what it meant,
Twas Amazing for the John,
And hooktards packing he sent,
So not once ever a con.
So many times you will hear,
'Oh, I'll make it up to you,'
Then 'Don't remember you dear,'
But J would always come through.
You have missed out on the days,
When looks could match the service,
Where now the cows come to graze,
And reviews keep us nervous.