The Narrow Squeak Show Chapter 3
Now, I am back!
Walking through..........
A little place called Iraq
Steeped in history too
Such friendly people too!
Twice I avoided
Blue on blue!
My bowels voided!
Now, I am thinking...........
Does the bullet charm still work?
I think it did quite well.........
No matter what they tried
I couldn't get to the "otherside"!
The desert is not for me
So I was thinking............
Maybe a journey........
On the sea?
Well blow me away!
Just my luck!
This time not a train...........
but a bleeding hurricane!
Not quite what I wanted on my holiday!
Hey ho!
Its only wind
It can't take hold
You cant see it,so it cant kill you
So I am told!
Now,I am thinking..........
It's only a blip!
Whats that on the horizon?
Damn!
A flag with bones on...
Its a pirate ship!
What a welcome I got!
I got caught!
Never did get shot!
Fine fellows
I am all for a sailors lot!
Damn!
They put me ashore at the nearest port!
Was it something I said?
I left them crying over their rum...........
Muttering something about feeling glum
It all came to a head
When I asked them about their mum!
Still ,life is on the up and up
Half full
Not half empty
is my cup!
I still have my bullet charm
After the hurricane and sea..........
Worn down a little more
Back on land!
To start chapter four!
Copyright © Matthew Brackley | Year Posted 2006
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