Cruising Outpost

Post em.

There once was a man in a boat,
Thought his yacht was a castle and moat.
But the pirates they boarded,
Took all that he'd hoarded,
And now he's a poor man afloat.

Aaaargh.

There once was a man from Nantucket...oh wait, never mind.

who kept a dear friend in a bucket...

I remeber going to sea with my dad, who was in the British Merchant navy, and the Second Mate gave me a limerick to read.
Twas on the good ship Venus,
You really should have seen us,
With a figurehead.....

When one is ten it was very racy.

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John and Christine
Morgan 45
Presently in Santa Cruz CA.

of a whore in bed
sucking a dead man's p#n!s (edited slightly for the children)


Don't blame me, I didn't write the lyrics!

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www.sailblogs.com/member/sailingpapillon/

Arguing on the net is like teaching a dog to talk.

There was a young man from Kent
Whose thing was so long that it bent
So to save himself trouble
He put it in double
And instead of coming he went!

There was a young lad from Madras
Who had knockers constructed of brass
When they clangled together
They played "Stormy Weather"
and lightning shot out of his ass


cleanest one I know

There was an old maid from Wooster,
Who dream't that a man seduced her,
But when she awoke,
She found it a joke,
For a lump in the mattress had goosed her.

She wouldn't go out with a sailor
But she go down on the dock.

I could care less if it doesn't rhym, it's the thought that counts.

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Captain Rich
Sailing Vessel Jill E
1985 31ft Oday Sloop
Bridgeport Harbor