Best Funnyboat Poems
Gone fishing.
We decided to go fishing,
Granddad Dad and I .
We booked a Bed and Breakfast
up in the Isle of Skye.
We set off Friday morning
with lots of fishing gear,
and Granddad even managed
to sneak aboard some beers.
Up the road we went,
arriving late at night,
and in the early morning
my goodness what a sight.
The mountains stood so purple
and on the Loch a haar.
We were quickly down for breakfast
and then back to the car.
We drove down to the Loch
and hired a lovely boat.
The weather was quite nippy
so we buttoned up our coats.
We settled down to fish.
It was a brilliant day,
and Granddad told me stories
of the ones that got away.
We rowed back to the quay
and unloaded all our fish.
The day was quite successful,
even more than we could wish.
I tied the boat up tight
and walked back to the car.
When someone drew attention,
by shouting from a far.
A man was standing pointing,
back towards the quay,
and there we saw the boat
floating out to sea!
Grandad looked at Father,
then Father looked at me.
"I thought it was secure,
how can this possibly be".
"When it comes to tying rope,
the skills i have not got,
you thought i was a Sailor,
I am a frayed knot"!
Well, here's another fishing tale
But not about the one that got away
It's a tale about me and friend of mine
Who got stranded on the lake one day
Now, a friend of mine, called me one day
And said, "Hey, do you wanna go to the lake?"
Well, I was just itchin' to go fishin'
And this was just more than I could take
So when we finally got to the fishin' hole
We had more stuff than we could tote
When, that buddy of mine, had a stupid idea
He said, "Why don't we just rent a boat?"
Well, I said, "No, absolutely not"
And that's when he started to beg
He didn't care that I couldn't swim
Or that he only had one leg
He said, "Come on, you only live once,
Lets do it, what are we waiting for?"
You guessed it, we rented the last boat they had
With no motor, and it only had one oar
Well, now here we go, taking turns rowing
When we heard something start to squeak
We had no motor, only one oar
And now the boat had sprung a leak
Did you say life jacket?, nope, didn't have one
And don't forget, I didn't know how to swim
And this hair brained, knuckleheaded buddy of mine
Was also missing one limb
Now, how could things get any worse, right?
Well, dark clouds had started to form
Yep, you figured it out, I knew you would
We was in for one monster of a storm
Well, we started rowing as hard as we could
Trying to make it back to the shore
When, out of nowhere, the wind came up
And we didn't move forward, anymore
We wound up on this Island
Somewhere in the middle of the lake
Like the SS Minnow on Gilligan's Island
Just waiting for the storm to break
Well, we finally got rescued from the island
After the storm was finally through
I learned how to swim, and in case you're wondering
Every word of this story is true