Terry Brewer

Rookie (3rd April,1939 / Aldershot, England)

My Water Ski - Poem by Terry Brewer

My water ski, she is a beauty
Now she’s painted bright red and black
I can think of nothing much better
Than to go out and give her a crack.

I’m sure she’ll skim over the water
As some sea birds skim over the sea
And I hope that while she’s a’skimming
She’ll think kindly of waiting for me.

As her creator I’m sure I deserve it
For the hours of toil that I’ve spent
In planing, and sanding and painting
And getting the bloomin end bent!


Comments about My Water Ski by Terry Brewer

  • Ernestine Northover (5/28/2006 3:16:00 PM)


    Great fun by the sounds of it and a great write by the reading of it. Love Ernestine XXX (Report) Reply

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  • (4/7/2006 8:47:00 AM)


    Terry, Thank you for the nice belly laugh with which to start the day. Bill Grace (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 7, 2006

Poem Edited: Saturday, July 10, 2010


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