Our dilithium crystals had all melted down,
40,000 miles from the nearest space town.
The ship had sputtered to a coasting glide,
for an engineer like me, it hurt my pride.
Pickles and his/her suitcase full of cash,
wouldn't do us no good, we were gonna crash.
Surprised we actually got away with robbing the bank,
Intergalactic credit savings bureau vaults are like a tank.
Thats where Pickles came handily into the plan,
the branch manager was a horny lecherous old man.
At least he/she looked good in high heels, dress,
I was pulling my hair out from all the stress.
Sent a distress call out on the backup power,
which would now only last us about 36 hours.
Pickles just sat and did his/her nails,
I looked out the viewport at comets tails.
Coasting dead in space it is pretty quiet,
no thrumming machinery to cause a minds riot.
I had time to think on mistakes of the past,
wish pickles was a woman, have one last blast.
Oh well, I'm not even going to go there,
not even if pickles does look quite fair.
Whats that? An answer on the distress frequency?
An Alturian cruiser has come to rescue me.
Good thing pickles has that suitcase full of cash,
the Alturians would just as soon burn us to ash.
Author notes
I have no idea how many words there are. DQ it if you must. It took that many to write it.
Title is springboard, bring Pickles and myself home.
Where are we?
How did we get here?
Where did the money come from?
Love you Tory.
In a list
A contest entry
- So, There I Was, 40,000 miles away from Home, with a broken-down space-craft, a suitcase full of Money, and a Cross-Dressing Companion Named Pickles....semi-PIF by JinSays.
600 points, ended December 10, 2007, 9 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Pre Written Rhyme by piccola.
900 points, ended February 5, 2008, 23 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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I enjoyed this tale from beginning to end and find it amazing that you could make it all rhyme. Interested to know where you came up with the name pickles? that was the nickname for a friend of mine
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Wow!
Wonderful weaving of this tale for I was on the edge of my seat
For some reason...each time I read Pickles...
I was thinking dill pickle
Ok I am weird
Love this and the rhyme!!
Thank You for sharing Your Talent busy bee!
Best wishes to You in the contest
Many blessings too
and much love~ Desire~*~
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No!!! I think it was great...didn't even count the words. Great take on the prompt...best of lck to you,
Jin -
What an interesting poem! How very nice to read something so refreshing and orginal! Very nice! Keep up good work..
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lol, this was great. very silly and fun. definitely put a smile on my face
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LOL....
So you're the mechanic? At least we know about intergalactic banks and such!
Best wishes in the contest..
Write on!
*PEACE*
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Excellent, I think!
Wonderful silliness, after a quiet few days there are some good poems around today!
Thanks.
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always a smile
I am always granted a smile when I read from your writes
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Interesting enough. Great job and may all your writes touch the people here on ap. As always your words are humorous to erotic by moods and this one puts s amile in taact.
good luck
Tory
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