Another guest poem!

Sailing along on a crest of a wave
With lots of fun + a real good rave
So Jenny's the star of the Glen Massan
And Jonathan host to our Scottish clan
On friday night it's the Thomas Cubitt
We've packed our clothes + our kit
On saturday late we'er on the quay
And a bit later we're out at sea
On sunday am its an 8:30 start
And then off by tender to castle Duart
We lunch aboard ship + without time for a kip
We'er back to shore for culture and more
On Monday it rained so by bus to Iona
A wonderful place for an old and out loner
On Tuesday evening we dine like the queen
We've seen all the hills + the wonderful scenes
And then we boat for much of the day
Except for a walk in Tobermory
On Thursday we kipped and walked in the hills
Neil and Moira have recovered from ills
Margareta the cook is a double hugette
We are all now deeply in Jonathans debt
So Thursday dinner is birthday eve
It's all gone so fast we will have to leave
But wait a second more, I think,
It's off to Myers and back on the drink
And there we'll really celebrate
It's probably the first time I wont be late
So there we are, it's all i can say
The trip has passed, as fast as a day
To Scott, Margareta, Moira + Neil
We'd like to thank you for how we feel
Good in body + good in soul
All as one and forever whole!