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
Copyright © Earl Schumacker | Year Posted 2014
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