We're on the Queen Mary, at the captain's table
The first mate says the gyroscope's stable
St Elmo's fire, I've heard, is no seagoing fable
But I want to know, is this broadband or cable?
The first mate says the gyroscope's stable
St Elmo's fire, I've heard, is no seagoing fable
But I want to know, is this broadband or cable?
11 comments:
Very nice poem! Witty as can be!
We're on the Queen Mary, and caught in a gale
When I encounter a man in top hat and tails
"Are you frightened, sir?" he responds with a frown:
"Weebles wobble, but they never fall down."
All he had to do is read the label.
I love it! Just the chuckle I needed on a cold, snowy night!
Hey, just read about your encounter with the grizzly! That is exciting! have to admit I would have loved the opportunity. Did get fairly close to one in Montana when I lived there, but not that close! Thanks!
Love the witty poem - no wonder you can recall Zaccheus and Jackdaw perfectly - you must have a rhyming mind. Nice to read your blog.Thanks.
'Cause I need to catch the weather
And I cannot read the sky
So pass the remote, dear matey
And give the Weather Channel a try.
he he like it!
Dad sailed the seas in his own sailboat.
He steered by stars, not a remote.
Don't think he ever saw St. Elmo's Fire.
But of the stars he did not tire.
Nice play off the opening line, David. Are we going for a series based on the location?
Cheers!
Your poems are making more sense these days, perhaps you need a trip to the US, that'd get you back on track again!
Sandi
On the Minnow with the skipper
Though the Titanic would be hipper
The Minnow ended up on the sand
The Titanic went down with the band
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