Gilligan's Island, Sort Of

Just sit right back and you'll hear a tale
A tale of a fateful trip
That started from Sherman Avenue
Onboard a rubber ship.
The mate was no mighty sailing man
The Skipper just the same
Two nitwit chicks set course that day
For a short river cruise,

The owner of the "boat" with identity protected.

A short river cruise.


The water started getting rough
The blasted boat just spun
Around and 'round the channel
'cross the Kicky, heading west
The Kicky heading west.


Three ladies in a tiny dinghy
Saw the pair floating away
Said "Do you need rescue?
Or is everything okay?"
It didn't look okay.


The pair hung on as the boat got tossed
While it was getting towed
Back to the calmer waters
Of the shallow river shore
The shallow river shore.


The two swore up and down that day
to get a bigger boat
or risk winding up as castaways
maybe on Prudence Isle!


Amen, and pass the mustard.