A Nameless Craft
Another Toy sat leaning aft
tween Fulmar Two and a nameless craft
Praying for the tide to turn
and kiss her gently pon her stern …
Tho waiting on her skipper too
but anxious, he don’t come too soon …
A Nameless Craft
Another Toy sat leaning aft
tween Fulmar Two and a nameless craft
Praying for the tide to turn
and kiss her gently pon her stern …
Tho waiting on her skipper too
but anxious, he don’t come too soon …
Comments6
Will I swoon if I unravel the meaning of this too much?! heehee.
Quite probably Mr. O ............................ in the meantime and until you are fully recovered, I shall leave my thanks in the hold 🙂
Ha - - Well who would want a skipper around when they are being kissed on the stern - -- am glad they are still abobbing today Nev. --- I hear that storm ravaged a lot in heavy seas...............x
it seems I was write all along dear lady Fay ... you can indeed see write through me ... 🙂
'giggity', Quagmire's already on board: I hear.. ahem! lol
(have a great weekend my friend)
........................................................................... and back at you L.B 🙂
Oh yes, Neville at his best.
Take your time, Ladies first.
Thanks JR .. very much appreciated sir 🙂
Sounds like some mischief going on here N. But I saw nothing. Well, nothing I'll admit to. 😉
Good on ya mate ... discretion is a word I have an awful lot of respect for .... N 🙂
May that kiss pon her stern show her the feelings that the skipper has for her.
Andy
I say's that'll do nicely .. n so did she ......................................... cheers Andy 🙂
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