Relay-Version: version B 2.10 5/3/83; site utzoo.UUCP Posting-Version: version B 2.10 beta 3/9/83; site mot.UUCP Path: utzoo!watmath!clyde!burl!ulysses!allegra!bellcore!decvax!genrad!panda!talcott!harvard!seismo!ut-sally!oakhill!mot!johnrk From: johnrk@mot.UUCP (John Koehring) Newsgroups: net.jokes Subject: Re: strange poem.... Must read! Message-ID: <116@mot.UUCP> Date: Mon, 4-Mar-85 17:19:11 EST Article-I.D.: mot.116 Posted: Mon Mar 4 17:19:11 1985 Date-Received: Sat, 9-Mar-85 11:54:37 EST References: <59@mcc-db.UUCP>, <5500080@hp-pcd.UUCP> Organization: Motorola Microsystems, Phoenix AZ Lines: 29 O.K., I've been holding off on this one, but now that I've seen one that is similar, I just can't resist. My Grandfather taught it to me. He learned it in WWI boot camp in Texas. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- Midnight On The Ocean by Anon 'Twas midnight on the ocean, Her children all were orphans, not a streetcar was in sight, except one a tiny tot, so I stepped into a cigar store who had a home across the way to ask them for a light. above a vacant lot. The man behind the counter As I gazed through the oaken door was a woman, old and gray, a whale went drifting by, who used to peddle donuts its six legs hanging in the air, on the road to Mandalay. so I kissed her goodbye. She said `Good morning stranger.', This story has a morale her eyes were dry with tears, as you can plainly see, as she put her head between her feet don't mix your gin with whiskey and stood that way for years. on the deep and dark blue sea. -------------------------------------------------------------------------