11-13-2018, 03:23 PM
A Captains Log.
I saw a chocolate log float by
the one expelled when squatting.
It softly hit me in the eye,
my stomach started knotting.
Upon my curdled scream of fear
the mars bar seemed to disappear.
Strangers swimming said poor dear
and carried on, until the veer.
It swerved when lifted by a wave,
stood so proudly brown on white.
That's when panic grew to grave;
sunburned bathers shouting shite.
I saw a chocolate log float by
the one expelled when squatting.
It softly hit me in the eye,
my stomach started knotting.
Upon my curdled scream of fear
the mars bar seemed to disappear.
Strangers swimming said poor dear
and carried on, until the veer.
It swerved when lifted by a wave,
stood so proudly brown on white.
That's when panic grew to grave;
sunburned bathers shouting shite.