I'M Leaving On a Jetski
How to ride a jetksi I don’t know
But my rucksack’s packed and I must go
To see a gal across the Irish Sea
Spent five grand on a new jetski
And I’m gonna sail across the sea
Though a sailor’s told me that I shouldn’t go
But this Manx lass I have got to see
Maybe she will marry me
Should I let my current partner know …
That I’m leaving on a jetski
To cross the stormy Irish sea
I hope, there’s no photo
I’m on a mission, call me a fool
I don’t know if I’ve ample fuel
Strict covid laws do not apply to me
I’m leaving early in the morning
I will not heed a stranger’s warning
I hope he’s the only one who’ll know
That I’m leaving on a jetski
To cross the stormy Irish sea
I hope, there’s no photo
I guess I let my partner down
Unfaithful, yeah I slept around
But this sexy lass I really have to see
I’ve missed her smile and peachy tush
Into my arms I knew she’d rush
But sadly cops soon caught up with me
I broke the law got sent to jail
A hefty fine, my face turned pale
And now the world will know
I returned home sans my jetski
Cops made me a deportee
They said that I had to go
I had to use the Manx ferry
Ebay sale for my jetski
This is my tale of woe
A little poetic licence but based on a real event in December 2020
(Poem Based on I'm Leaving on a Jet plane by John Denver)
Written for Change The Record Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Natasha L Scragg
10/29/21
Copyright © Jan Allison | Year Posted 2021
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