Three Little Limericks
The bow splitting the waves....
I once was a pirate so bold,
I’d stolen another ship’s gold.
As we sailed away,
So far out of the bay
I set all the sails we could hold.
Going to sea was a pleasure
We’d sailed far by my measure,
When by a wave we were tossed,
And our ship’s compass was lost.
Where’d we bury that "there" treasure?
The mermaids did frolic with glee.
They liked to make fun of us three.
But as for you and your brother,
They’d not choose one or the other.
Yet a mermaid’s the wife for me.
© 2012 Demas W. Jasper All rights reserved.
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