Six months on the sea.
Swaggered to the barstool
Beside the lady,
"Buy you a drink Ma'am?"
Said the old salt.
"What'll it be-
A salty dog
A sweet daiquiri?"
"Feelin a bit libidinous tar?"
"Aye, aye lady
That I are."
So they departed the smokey saloon,
Walking out,through mist and fog
While he sang her a tune;
"Honey let me be your salty dog."
Glad it worked! :) Fun!
ReplyDeleteThis was a ton of fun!!!! cheers
ReplyDeleteHolden' my mug... fun piece. Why do I have images of a pirate here?
ReplyDeletecute piece rel...i think i might know that salty old dog...
ReplyDeleteThis is definitely a fun read.
ReplyDeleteI can almost taste the salty sea air with this one. Well done!
ReplyDeleteI can sing that song right now
ReplyDeleteOh I wanna be your salty dog ...
Brings back memories of ..
oh never mind
Feelin' a bit libidinous...oh I love that, Rel. Did it work?...the poem, I mean...lol!
ReplyDeleteI have changed my blog due to unforseen circumstances. Look for to seeing you there, Rel.
Cheers
Robyn
hey, i really like those two! nice magging!
ReplyDeleteThere's a big ol' smile plastered across my face.
ReplyDeleteOh wow,tremendously fun mag!
ReplyDeleteplayful and insightful tale.
ReplyDeletelovely imagery, keep inspiring.
That was a fun and frisky read for me on a Friday. Nice work.
ReplyDeleteAll the nice girls like a sailor...some of the naughty ones, too.
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