Once, aboard a pirate ship
Three little girls did take a trip.
Loaded high with grain and carrot
Captain, with his shouldered parrot
Told the lasses of the plan
To cruise to places hid from man.
He wildly waved his polished hook
(Which scared away his shouldered chook)
And loud decreed that “rice be fried”
And snorkelling at least be tried
And in the case of “itchy rash”
That vineg-ring be done by Sash!
That made her the “Assistant Boss”
And jealous sisters VERY cross!
The cruised around Whitsundays wild
And every woman, man and child
Struggled to remain erect
(Thank God the ship was widely decked!)
They rolled around their beds that night
But seas were smooth at morning light,
So Sasha poured some Coco Pops
And even thawed some steak n chops
And everyone was smiley faced
And dug into Nutella paste.
As they’d survived the stormy sea
They now could eat a normal tea.
The parrot too flapped happy wings,
The captain did his “captain things”,
Sasha donned her stinger suit
And dived to look for precious loot
Like oyster shells and crabby claw,
Lots of treasures, she found more.
Sash loaded up her treasure box
Then stuffed the extras in her sox.
And finally when back on board
She showed the parrot all her hoard.
His beak went wide in eager glee,
“You brought some CUTTLEFISH for me?
Your kindness I shall soon repay,
I’ll do the washing up today!”
A happy Sasha quick agreed
And gave the bird some extra seed!
Then Sash woke up – it was a DREAM,
But things aren’t always as the seem
For hey, if it was just nap
Why in her hand this Treasure Map?
Whitsunday Islands 2007
THE CRYPTIC LIMPET 