My boat's too big big to get me to France.

My boat's too big big to get me to France.
My folded newspaper hat's too big to for me to see my prow, Mademoiselle.
"I see, Captain. Want me to make another?" Rain poured. She reached for more newspapers. Meanwhile, ink was dripping from today's Suduko, onto my forehead. I counted to ten, calmly
felt my navel, yeah it was still super sexy. When should I show it to her? Rain had always thought of me as boring, middle class white male, which I was, but you see, my navel
had a jewel in it. Like a belly dancer I too could sparkle with the best of them. Rain would have no choice but to fall for me, now.
And fall it did. It fell so hard that the jewel in my belly button slid out and into a puddle. Frantically I scooped through the mud to find it, but the murky water interfered.
Don't ask me how a jewel was able to fall out of my belly button. The next day when I looked again, I found that the jewel had fallen into a sewage pipe. I bravely began to
Remove the manhole, put on my polar bear suit and climb in. That was a real mistake because cars pinned the manhole shut and finally I pushed it open. A city employer was asking me
where, close by, I could find a city he could employ. I told him your home town and she spit in my face. I looked again & it was him. "Look, city employer, I ain't your city. Move
your fatass over to Canada and punch yourself in the mouth."

8 Comments

lucielucie Jan 26 2018 @ 15:44

I have no idea what my fold means.
Woab Jan 26 2018 @ 16:54

I was thinking it might be Freudian.
SlimWhitman Jan 26 2018 @ 20:04

Yes, that's where my boat was going.
lucielucie Jan 28 2018 @ 19:04

Ok - I'll take Freudian thanks.
somesuch Jan 31 2018 @ 22:09

It was a Freudian slip of a boat. Not even a skiff.
lucielucie Feb 01 2018 @ 16:11

Freudian sloop?
Woab Feb 01 2018 @ 16:32

Oh, how I love these comments!
somesuch Feb 01 2018 @ 22:33

I am the one that slipped. A slip is not a boat but the slot where they are moored.

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