Ahoy - a Nautical Nightmare

[Written as a sort of sea shanty style thing-a-me-Bob. Tin Fish = Torpedo]


When the tin fish hit me starboard I was thrown into the sea
I sank down to the ocean bed for all eternity
I met a man called Davy Jones who handed me a key
I opened up his locker just to see what I might see

But then I sensed my captain who came drifting up to me
He gazed upon the locker with some curiosity
I looked into the locker and was quite surprised to see
A brandy for my captain and another one for me

We drank the brandy down and then my captain looked at me
He said do you feel squiffy and I said, ‘Decidedly’
I sprouted extra legs and then I hollered frantically
It seems that Davy Jones has made an octopus of me

But then I saw a mermaid and she winked suggestively
Strangely she was right there where the captain used to be
And then it dawned upon me that the mermaid once was he
The captain sure was pretty now, but too much man for me

He still had all his ‘tackle’ which was pointing straight at me
I quickly crossed my legs - all eight - but then I couldn’t flee
The captains mast was raised and he intended it for me
I tried to swim for freedom as I screamed hysterically 

And then I felt my shoulder being shaken frantically
The naval doctor said I wasn't drowning in the sea
The medic blamed my diet and he made me this decree
Don’t have cheese for supper or much later than your tea
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Proxenos Avatar
June 15, 2022 at 9:25 AM
Yes cheese is meant to give you nightmares at night but in hospital way after supper at 5.00 in the evening, they normally give you two tiny cheese sandwiches with either coffee or tea, maybe that way they get to keep you longer as a patient, because of how you feel! Fun write Terry, hugs, blessings, Jennifer
Flood Avatar
June 15, 2022 at 12:16 PM
Thanks, Jennifer. As I told Tom, this was never meant to be a little risqué but, hey… sometimes that’s just the way the cookie crumbles. Terry
Woodrow Avatar
June 9, 2022 at 1:41 PM
lol! somehow this had me thinking of Octopussy... :)
Flood Avatar
June 9, 2022 at 2:11 PM
Thanks, Susan. Is that the movie in which James Bond turned into octopus ;-) Terry
Cunningham Avatar
June 8, 2022 at 2:02 PM
Lol, hope the kids are in bed. Tom
Flood Avatar
June 8, 2022 at 5:15 PM
Thanks, Tom. Hope you enjoyed your time away… hope it wasn’t at her majesty’s leisure. ;-) Terry
Kyser Avatar
June 8, 2022 at 1:00 PM
This is so terrific, and it reads effortlessly. Am I glad I read it? Hi ho, decidedly!
Flood Avatar
June 8, 2022 at 5:14 PM
Thanks Jeff. Really pleased you enjoyed. Terry
Hankins Avatar
June 8, 2022 at 12:48 PM
Oh, Terry, this is absolutely hilarious! I can just imagine you crossing all your legs and trying to scamper away in a cloud of black ink.
Flood Avatar
June 8, 2022 at 12:55 PM
Glad you enjoyed, Milt. Actually started off all innocent but it kinda went off at a tangent. Terry
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