Thursday, December 6, 2012 – Cocoa:

            There was an old woman up north

 Who decided to live on a boat, so

            She packed up and henceforth

 Lived a new life afloat

            She wrote every day

            of adventures away

            Till the boat came to rest

            In a place quite the best

            But as the days slowly waned -

            those adventures quite strained

           

            Then the blog dwindled down

            And it made her quite frown

            She wrinkled her brow

            But no words would come now

            So she penned this small rhyme

            To give herself time

            For adventures anew

            You must wait – thank you!

            Ok, ok, I never said I was a poet – but I was desperate.  I only hope it doesn’t get worse!