Working She Thought I Be
so there I was
fishin just because
working I told her I be
she didn't know my where abouts
or me in's and me outs
bet her I'm home by 2 or 3
trolling a long
scratchin my ding dong
happy as could be
so there I was
don't know why it do's what it does
It was a sound so eerie
then there was a pop
the outboard came to a stop
stranded there I be
so I ate a moon pie in style
drank RC cola awhile
and stared at the sea
then I knew it wasn't the end
but there came a little wind
and capsized I be
so there I was all alone
and was scared to the bone
all around me was sea
before me flashed my life
and my beautiful wife
a widdow, she will be
I knew I wouldn't fail her
I'm the son of a sailer
tuffer than nails I be
so without my boat
I did the dead mans float
and swam, when I, had energy
oh how I wished
I didn't get jellyfished
stinging, all over, me
"god I can't tell you where to begin"
"promise I won't do it again!"
"fishing, she'll know I be"
"so if I had another chance"
"I just pooped in my pants!"
"I won't, let you, down you see"
"so forgive for my sin"
"and I'll say amen"
"I sure, hope, you hear me"
I almost gave up
but I kept my chip up
it just wasn't meant to be
so with all that I am
I kicked hard, paddled, and swam
then a shrimp boat I see
then with god I made a bet
when it passed by I'd grab the net
thankfully saved I be
well I was no longer alone
and on my way home
hero's they were to me
and though I was wet
my wife lost the bet
made it home by a quater to three.....
..............am
By Captain Mike
Copyright © Floatingpoet Captainmike | Year Posted 2011
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