Three blond girls <br />in a boat <br />doesn't look good, <br />not much hope <br /> <br />One was Swedish <br />the other Z.A., Cape Hope <br />the third was Norwegian <br />not much hope <br /> <br />One had a whistle <br />the other a rope <br />third had a hair brush <br />not much hope <br /> <br />The Swedish girl <br />blew her whistle <br />the south African <br />threw her rope <br /> <br />The third brushed her hair <br />not so good, not much hope <br />but none were aware <br />there was a flare <br /> <br />So at that flare <br />they did stare <br />wondering what to do <br />we can't throw it? , or blow it? <br />what do we do? <br /> <br />So one of the blonds, took the flare <br />a shot it straight up into the air <br />Oh man look at the color's, this does rock <br />Then the blonds realized, they were still tied to the dock<br /><br />David Darbyshire<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/three-b-s-in-a-boat/
