A SORTA-SOLDIER-SAILOR-MAN

(It's a long tall tale)

Yes here he is, he's the man!

'The Man'  by Trish  1995

He says he's fought, like no one can!
His story goes from far and wide
I've the impression, he tries to hide?

Now what is it?, why would he do that?
I noticed, he has no gold braid, on his cap.
In fact he's no gold braid anywhere,
And he doesn't seem to even care,

What rules and regulations are about,
He's more concerned with, 'whose turn to shout?'
The man's a mystery, he's not what he seems,
I think he fabricates, all from his dreams.

Last nigh he asked me to go on a trip,

'A Soldier Sailor Friend'  by  Trish 1994

He said he can borrow a large battle ship.
Well, we'll see, the truth will come out,
I said I'd think it over but, needed to know about,
Where we were going and when we'd be back?
His reply was, 'don't worry friend, just go home and pack'.

'On Gossamer Wings'  by  Trish  1996

'A Wasteland Flower'  by  Trish  1994

'The Cross Snow Man'  by  Trish  1996

(To be continued)

Tushie

'Another Opera Entertainer Friend'  by  Trish  1994

'A Young Sister Savage'  by  Trish

'Happiness'  by  Trish  1994