On the sun-drenched beaches of Cocos Keeling
Sir Ron proposed marriage (while his butler was kneeling)
The lady, delirious, asked, “Is this ‘Survivor’?’’
And they had to use smelling salts, just to revive ’er.
Sir Ron proposed marriage (while his butler was kneeling)
The lady, delirious, asked, “Is this ‘Survivor’?’’
And they had to use smelling salts, just to revive ’er.
Guests were surprised by a wild eeling, which left some running squealing. While asking for a bridal fav, the whole party disappeared in a tidal wave.
ReplyDeleteGreat work, Johnny!
ReplyDeleteNice dexterity with the rhyming.
haha. delighful verse...the butler kneeling was a great touch...lol. i might be back with something witty...or at least to see if there are others..
ReplyDeleteTerrific as always and what a great chuckle to send me off to bed! Have a great day, David!
ReplyDeleteSylvia
Thanks so much, Brian
ReplyDeleteThe butler was just a thought that flashed into my head and I figured I simply had to use it!
Thank you, Sylvia
ReplyDeleteA privilege to have put a smile on a friend's face!
talk about being knocked off one's feet...
ReplyDeleteAt least she had a sun-kissed beach to cushion her!
ReplyDeleteSo she had a double kneeling, or was the butler kneeling in place of Sir to good to kneel Ron?
ReplyDeletewhat a surprise to see your face again at technobabe's place! i had to click over to see if you were back blogging or just visiting. so, now i see i've only missed your return by a few days, so welcome back, dear friend! i'm adding you to the blogroll again! xoxoxo
ReplyDeletere: the verse? well, i'm just glad to see you again! ;~D
Sir Ron and his girl took a stroll
ReplyDeleteOn the sand of Australia's atoll.
He fell to his knees
Gave her hand a sweet squeeze,
Said, "Be mine or you'll see a sad soul."
You're a poet and know it? :)
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Yes, TechnoBabe, the butler was kneeling to save Sir Ron the trouble of getting sand on his lily-white knees!
ReplyDelete"Oh no"said the lady "I can't"
ReplyDeleteI have to go stay with my aunt
She'll die soon and leave me her cash,
And then back to you I will dash!
(Sorry...best I can do!)
Hi there, Savannah
ReplyDeleteGreat to see you here among the comments. Yes, I decided to come back to blogging just a few days ago - and am overwhelmed by the reaction.
Thank you for putting me back on your watchlist. I am just in the process of adding all my old friends to a new followers' list!
Nice work, Teacher's Pet .... Very nice use of the word ``atoll'!
ReplyDeleteVery kind of you, Virginia. Just nonsense verse rather than pure poetry - but it's great fun!
ReplyDeleteWhat a clever addition, Avak - I do like the fact that you've continued the story!
ReplyDeleteWhen she awoke all dizzy and reeling
ReplyDeleteHer butler asked her how she was feeling.
She replied that Sir Ron
In her mindset had gone
"He's a ghost and he's there on the ceiling!"
A little late coming over - been driving a minibus LOL!
Too funny!!!! :-)) ~Janine
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