Gershon Wolf Poet Limerick

Motorboat Maestro

When Johnny guzzled three ice-cold beers
   There dawned on him a feeling of fear
     He fled, but he couldn't hide
     Crossed a river a mile wide
   Burned out his motor ~ all in first gear

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Marikate Kingston September 3, 2022 at 7:55 PM Yikes, was he wearing a life preserver? Save the beer for the beach! Tsk, tsk!

Linda Alice Fowler September 3, 2022 at 7:51 AM LOL. A mile-wide river in first gear would surely ruin your day! Clever one gw! laf

Bill Baker September 2, 2022 at 3:51 PM That boat didn't deserve that driver. lol

Heidi Sands September 1, 2022 at 3:51 PM Johnny shouldn't be drinking and motorboat driving lol. Good one Gershon :)

John Lawless September 1, 2022 at 5:55 AM he probably saw the sign that read "NO WAKES"

Caren Krutsinger September 1, 2022 at 1:13 AM I can see this happening to six people, none of them named Johnny which is one of my grandson's names!

Michael Tor August 31, 2022 at 8:18 PM Ha, I hope Johnny learned his lesson of not drinking and maneuvering his boat on 1st gear. Enjoyed reading my friend...