This Ode was posted several Sunday nights back. It was zapped by the admin in less than thirty minutes.

 

Ode To Leaving IHUB Bay

It was a glorious day for sailing

The sun was shining on all

And each lad that stepped onto the SIRG

Knew he would have a ball

The toil of the pit was behind them

And now they all could rest

And lazily sit back on the deck

And sip ripple in their Sunday best

86IROCZ weighed the anchor

riobroker set the first sail

And chris12 stood tall at the helm

We know this lad won't fail

And away from the dock we did move

Slow but sure at first

And the laddies kept sippin' their ripple

To quench their massive thirst

And when a 100 feet away from the dock

The waters began to churn

A POed carp looked at the mullet

And loudly yelled, "AH DURN"

"They're getting away, they're getting away

Oh my, what can we do?

Maybe if we ram the SIRG

Then their voyage is through"

"We've tried that before" the mullet replied

"So man, let's get real

The copper bottom of that ship

Is as tough as any steel"

"I've got an idea" the carp then said

"That's as mean as all foul weather"

We'll shout to all and the SIRG will fall

When we yell. these lads are out to kill characters"

Laughter exploded on the deck

When their yellin' hit our ears

And each lad on the deck

Swore it was the funniest thing he'd heard in years

Then Dwill2 ordered us all to the transom

And we dropped our pants with glee

And mooned the pyrite carp and basher mullet

The we sailed on out to sea