Just sit right back and you'll hear a tale, a tale of a fateful trip that started from this tropic port aboard this tiny ship. The mate was a mighty sailing man, the skipper brave and sure. Five passengers set sail that day for a three hour tour, a three hour tour. The weather started getting rough, the tiny ship was tossed, if not for the courage of the fearless crew the Minnow would be lost, the Minnow would be lost.
2 comments:
Funny, funny, funny! It took a while to dawn on me (duh) I knew I recognized that face. Kept thinking..."Huh? Maryann didn't wear glasses."
Gee, I don't know. We've already had 8 years with an incompetent skipper. I don't think I can stand any more time on an island, separated from the rest of the world, with a bunch of clowns. Professor, break out the coconut radio! Mayday! Mayday!
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