There's a dachshund from Key Biscay
saving ice cubes for a sweltery day
He buries them deep
hoping they'll keep
and wonders how they get away
Confused Dachshund
There's a dachshund from Key Biscay
saving ice cubes for a sweltery day
He buries them deep
hoping they'll keep
and wonders how they get away
THE SAILOR
There was a young sailor from Rothesay
Sailed his yacht around the bay of Biscay
But a storm sunk his boat
He's no longer afloat
And the wind blew his life raft away...
EDWARD GUMP
A parachutist called Edward Gump
Went up in a plane to do a jump
The ripcord got stuck
He said "just my luck"
Hit the ground with one helluva bump...
FREDDIE
Did you hear about old Freddie O'Toole
Considered to be a bit of a fool
Hee waznt two brite
Cudent reed ur rite
That is what happens when you bunk off school..
ICELAND
Now Iceland has some unusual sights
P*n*s. museum and the northern lights
The museum for the bold
The lights a sight to behold
Which ever you choose enjoy their delights...
TOO MANY TO MENTION
Old father time moves too quickly I fear
I hope you all have plenty of good cheer
Whatever you do
I'd like to wish you
Merry Christmas and a happy new year...
Iceland has a museum dedicated to the male anatomy,
mainly animals but a man in the U. S. is donating his
manhood when his time is up.
Written 21st of December 2019.
Isaac Albéniz's Asturias, Three Versions, Three Instruments
I
By Andres SEGOVIA, guitar, 2006
Man lopes up mast-pole
Man lopes up mast-pole
Man lopes up mast-pole
And finds no maiden fair
Who mimes his Asturian air
II
By Andronicus, piano version
Man bikes up mountain
Man bikes up mountain
Man bikes up mountain
And espies masts far from there
Biscay Basques back with wares rare
III
By Florin Croitoru, violin-solo
Man runs up belfry
Man runs up belfry
Man runs up belfry
To count sinners in every square
Come to keep their bosoms bare
© T. Wignesan - Paris, 2018
Food and Panic
I was peeling potatoes sitting in the corner of
the galley and dropped the peeled potatoes
into a bucket, but as we were crossing
the Biscay bay at the time the ship lurched and
the bucket upended and there peeled potatoes
all over the floor, the cook was not pleased
pick them up, I have to boil them now we can´t
serve dinner without potatoes.
The cook, a big man with an enormous belly,
bent down to help picking them up and promptly
fainted. Cook and spuds sliding up and down
the wet galley floor. Four seamen came carried
him on the deck, where he later recovered, and
I was left to cook a meal for the hungry crew.
She stands by the window
Looking out over the blue
For soon he will sail home
He lover oh so true
It was many weeks ago
From Valletta harbour he sailed
For the Atlantic cause
Following the convoy trail
From its industrial ports
On America's east coast
The war efforts cargo
Must never be lost
Tankers and freight
Ammunition and foods
To serve the heroic
As we deservedly should
Corvette's on the peripheral
Scouting for the packs
For these demons from the deep
And their torpedo attacks
Action stations
As the packs are discovered
Sonar kicks in
For the depth charge shower
The surface explodes
In showers of spray
As lookouts view
Any debris display
The sighting of bubbles
And traces of oil
One of the wolves is maimed
Another statistic war spoil
Days pass
As Liverpool is reached
A rare sight indeed
For a convoy not breached
This Corvette of the brave
And the hero's who have manned
Continue on their journey
To the North African lands
By the Bay Of Biscay
Into the Gibraltar Straights
Down the Mediterranean
To Valletta where she waits
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