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 © | Year Posted 2006

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