Nessie went on holiday,
She headed for Timbuctoo,
Getting lost along the way,
Ended up in Peru.
She tried again to get there,
But her directions were a bit funny,
Never mind, she didn't care,
Wherever she was, it was sunny.
She did a bit of sightseeing,
Scared the locals a bit,
Waving goodbye as she watched them fleeing,
She settled down to her lunch-time sit.
Scotland missed her greatly,
The tourists disappeared,
They thought "We haven't seen her lately"
She's never come back, they feared.
She was back home before they knew it,
With souveniers to boot,
She was back, and once again a hit,
Tourists came back with their loot.
And now on a quiet evening,
When no one is about to hear,
Nessie sits down with her new toys,
And plays along the pier.
While wearing her cowboy's hat,
She strums at her banjo gayly,
Sings to herself quietly,
And has jamming sessions with Bill Bailey
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Comments
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Great stuff...
Great narrative, rhythm, rhyme & flow...
Loved the Bill Bailey ref... lol!
Keep up the good work...
Well done!!!
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"She's never come back, they feared."
Should that "she's" be "she'll."
Very very random, but amusing all the same. Thanks for entering.
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