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As I was coming down the
Shroppie,
The Missus got distinctly stroppy,
And so I shut her in the
galley,
And kept here there throughout the Rally.
I felt that I should not
applaud
When Pa threw Baby overboard,
And Mummy cried in great distress,
“Daddy, darling, mind her dress.”
The windlass slipped and hit
Jim’s head,
He gave a cry and dropped down dead.
I would have run to
help him, but
He’d dropped my mobile in the cut.
While on a lengthy inland
cruise,
I wrote to Maud with all the news,
And then I heard she’d
died of cramp -
Just too late to save the stamp.
Originally written
for FuStIer, the spoof edition of the newsletter at the IWA "National"
in 2007. |
