THE DRINK
I noticed your cute wink
it surely made me think
what a fine cabinboy toy
hanging off the last buoy
jaws and jellyfish circling
as soon you'll be gurgling
so should I risk a rescue
or lose to fate and adieu
a shame, expensive boy
drinking with old salt joy
drowning every red cent
now's that a merriment?
I started to ask the crew
what to think about you
but their bets on a shark
aim! fire! douse the mark
glass-eye, pegleg, a gin
you're always gonna sin
and give me a hard time
with salty limerick chime
I have thought about us
jimbeau...now don't cuss
but I think it'd always be
bail or a bailing, ya see?
(c) 2004 Maggie...(hush, Maggie!
BEHAVE! I'm busy packing!)
@ 2004 Rennie Lorca
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