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I sailed away to Old Tortola
I went swimming with a mola-mola
He raced me all the way to my ship
That's what happened on my island trip
On St. Thomas one sunny day
I rode my kayak on Magen's Bay
A rainstorm chased me back to my ship
That's what happened on my island trip
On Puerto Rico I took a chance
And asked some pretty girls to dance
We danced a conga line to my ship
That's what happened on my island trip
Back to Manhatten Isle I went
My face was tan and my money spent
A taxi picked me up at my ship
That's the ending of my island trip
My Island Trip info:
Author: Mike Popovic
Written: 20 August 2005
First Published: 20 August 2005
This work is licensed under a Creative Commons License.
Notes:
A short little bit of song-ish verse posted in fond memory of the cruise I took last year about this time. The first verse I made up to entertain Zoe one day while waiting for a store to open, pre-cruise. Once again, the value of reading too many blogs shines through, as I had no problem coming up with mola-mola to rhyme with Tortola.
Most of the rest I wrote on the cruise, and I dug it up and finished it / edited it today.