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
