My Water Ski

My water ski, she is a beauty
Now she’s painted bright red and black
I can think of nothing much better
Than to go out and give her a crack.

I’m sure she’ll skim over the water
As some sea birds skim over the sea
And I hope that while she’s a’skimming
She’ll think kindly of waiting for me.

As her creator I’m sure I deserve it
For the hours of toil that I’ve spent
In planing, and sanding and painting
And getting the bloomin end bent!

by Terry Brewer

Comments (2)

Great fun by the sounds of it and a great write by the reading of it. Love Ernestine XXX
Terry, Thank you for the nice belly laugh with which to start the day. Bill Grace