I'm way down the track, eighty-five by golly
But my choo-choo has yet to run off the trolley
Still eat by myself
I'm in pretty good health
Still charm the pants off some cute young dollies
There was a mermaid named Abigail
Who swam so fast she would leave a trail
Abigail could spin a tale
When a whaler would hail her
She'd charm the pants off any sailor
AP: 3rd place 2025
Submitted on July 31, 2018 for contest SEA TALES LIMERICK - TIM RYERSON R.I.P. sponsored by CAROLYN DEVONSHIRE - RANKED 6TH
I'm way down the track, over eighty by golly
But my choo-choo has yet to run off the trolley
Still eat by myself
I'm in pretty good health
Still charm the pants off some cute young dollies
I'm way down the track, almost eighty by golly
But my choo-choo hasn't yet run off the trolley
Still eat by myself
I'm in pretty good health
Still charm the pants off some cute young dollies
© Jack Ellison 2015
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