Limerick For A Monday - Poem by Herbert Nehrlich
There once was a sheila named Tara
on the day that she said 'Sayonara',
she was off on a trip
on a paddlesteam ship,
it was better than last year's Sahara.
And her ship was named 'African Queen',
with the captain a proud Mr. Bean.
During evening dance
he was making bold plans
but smart Tara, she wasn't too keen.
Then the Purser came, name was Brad Pitt
for a moment she thought he was it.
When a copter flew in
he stepped out with a grin
she had always admired his wit.
They got hitched on the rusty old boat.
By the captain who looked like a goat.
Then the Mister and Missis
were exchanging hot kisses
and the chance of divorce was remote.
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