They May Well Abandon Ship
Kansas Sam, Beefy, Will H, Karin, Grayman et al.
(Though Al has not been seen for quite a while)
Hitched a ride on a wagon to far-off Nepal
But fell off ere they'd gone half a mile
All eyes fell on Al, who'd unbalanced the cart;
(He'd always been a misfit, and now this)
He tried hard to think up a witty retort
But his wit was, at best, hit or miss.
"This mishap could engender a poem," said Will
(Poor boy is quite deluded, seems to me)
"We've got," said Ms. F, "this Pegleg space to fill"
But have we got the talent? We shall see.
Al, though, had a cutlass - and some taste
(For l(l)ama--both the one l and the two)
He kept it fastened snugly at his waist
And would brandish it at Sam (and Beefy, too)
In spite of the terrible start, they set off once more
(Gumption--a persevering lot were they)
But promptly fell out over who went before
And who after and why and who'd pay
And so 'twas agreed they'd abandon the plan and go
(Though Karin and the Grayman said, "Let's stay!")
But said they'd try later, which just goes to show
That tomorrow's, after all, another day
Contributors: | F, Chevalier, will h, Kansas Sam. |
Poem finished: | 14th January 2006 by Kansas Sam. |