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
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2022
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