Earl Schumacker Poet Rhyme

Merrily Down the Stream

Merrily Down The Stream

While on our honeymoon to Ireland our flight went down
It landed in the stormy ocean
My wife and I just married and in a hurry to leave town
Nobody drowned but we’re stuck in this commotion

People climbing over each other in the dark
We finally made our way to Dublin wet and tired
Showered in cold water as the boiler broke
And found our way to bed where we retired 

The Mrs. was not happy and had other plans instead
She ran into the streets completely naked
Screwed anything that had a pulse and was not dead
And I was left alone to pay the check and waited

When she returned I forgave my holy whore
And took her once again back to the water
Put her in a tiny boat without an oar (or is it a paddle?)
And sent her up or down the stream… It doesn't matter

                                            7/16/14  Vacation Humor – Poetry contest

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Andrea Dietrich July 16, 2014 at 11:26 PM hahaha. that was pretty funny, my holy whore. Creative!! Earl Schumacker July 17, 2014 at 10:55 AM Good morning Andrea, Thank you. I'm glad you enjoyed it. What else could I call her but "holy", being we were married in the church and according to her, she was perfect. Now she is row row rowing her boat gently down the stream and up the creek without an oar or paddle. Thanks again. Have a great day. Take care. Earl