Long John And Joan Silver Keep Bobbing Along Poem by Shaun Cronick
Long John And Joan Silver Keep Bobbing Along
Long John Silver or is it Long Joan Silver?
Have many a time haunted PH's fabled Treasure Island.
So constantly back and fore over the salty years,
His disguises now threadbare by his own two-faced hand.
He'll bob here and he'll bob there,
Poets just can't keep a bad bob down.
But bob will one day slanderously sink,
In a sea of his own hate he will drown.
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5/9/2024 9:56:24 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Brilliantly realised, acerbic poem Shaun...most amusing! I love the words, ' salty years'..and ' two - faced hands; '.very imaginative. Apparently, his or her poetic parrot is thinking of going solo...should be fun to see what happens next. Anyway, it's a yo, ho, ho and a bottle of rum inspired 10 from me!