The Ballad of a HR on duty by Cinders55
The Official MOS Christmas Song by Cinders55
There'll be ice cream served on the Mustard of the Seas,
Belly up to the bar eat as much as you please,
Mustard custard, ketchup galore,
One taste of our flavors and you'll clamor for more
My fellow WGIGers are on the ball,
This ice cream will be better than served at the mall
by BonnieNYTX
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I now see and read that my words of rhyme
Have rubbed off on others in real short time
Working with words in this comical way
Gets harder and harder each & every day
Props to you Bonnie, your ideas are just great
And I agree that WGIGers all are first rate
by AngieBaby161 |
Oh, woe is me
For some reason I have lost my creativity
I've searched high, and I've searched low
For new ideas, a cruise I must go
On this eve I will ponder
And allow my mind to wander
Back to my days on the sea azure
Where only a few of my memories are a blur
To days filled with sun and drink
And nights when I wore my fake mink (hey, I support PETA!)
So, someone, please tell me
When can I sail upon the Mustard of the Sea?
by boatbunny
Never before, have I felt such need.
With joy and laughter, this thread I read.
Recent posts, I must complain,
have turned appallingly mundane.
You once trod where lessers feared tread,
Please ponder anew tenets of this thread!
Let us return, once more to mirth!
The joys of cruising, assess the worth.
Bring Laughter, snorts, and bellows
once more to the WGIG fellows!
Type out the posts! Bring on the flame!
But, if this thread dies, I'm not to blame!
My skill with verse is less than fair,
but, I have asbestos underwear!
by SilverG
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Silver.....your comments are true in many ways
we have seemed to have lost our wit these days.
Our banter and words have somehow dulled
and I have of this issue regarded and mulled.
Why would we have lost our humerous edge
when we have all taken the MOS pledge?
The answer however has become increasing clearand I will tell you why, so come closer, come near.
We log on and ask, are the boards working today,
or am I going to scream as my post goes away.
It is frustrating to think of a cute little ditty
to be sly and funny and outlandishly witty.
Then hit the reply button laughing away
only to see your computer lock up on this day.
But crossing my fingers, giving pessimsim a rest
I have taken the time to give it this test
If we can count on the boards with all of our posts
I think you will see our mundane words become toast.
So hang on, be strong keep the faith just a little
for the WOG will again need paper towels for his spittle.
by AngieBaby161 |
I've become so flustered..
Not knowing which mustard...
To place upon my bun...
So I looked to the sun...
And said would you help me please...
I just don't know which bottle to squeeze...
by SSOCEO
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Mustard..... Of the Seas
The Best, Yes It's True
We're Number One
We'll leave Second for you!!!!
by Boatbunny
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Our thread began long long ago,
And our following has continued to grow.
We've had some good laughs,
And made some great friends,
As the mustard continues to flow!
by Wastin´Away |
It's Saturday and all, but this will not do
I look for our thread and it's on page TWO
Who is watching the MOS ship
Our thread is never allowed to slip
Page one is where we are suppose to be
This error again I hope never to see
Yes we all know we are reading the best thread
But you also must post so we don't sink like lead
by AngieBaby161
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Here's a new diddy, all WGIGers should read
Current voting ends soon, have you done your deed?
After these votes are counted, and the winners are announced
One more vote from everyone, still needs to be pronounced
Where will the WGIGer's go, from which port should we leave
These must be answered too, then our dream we will achieve
We all have been waiting for this day, and reality is setting in
WGIGers sailing all together, missing this it would be a sin.
Laughter, Fun & Sun, will be had each and every day
That is we are all about, it's the WGIGer's cruising way
Those that "don't get it", will be cannoned off the ship
Crabby people need not apply, we don't want any lip
So keep checking the sites, WGIGer's know the one
Be ready to make your final vote, and then we will be done.
by AngieBaby161
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Have you heard the news, ahuh, have you heard the news?
We're goin on a cruise, ahuh, we're goin on a cruise!
Now which ports we gonna choose, ahuh, which ports we goona choose
The ship needs lots of booze, ahuh, the ship needs lots of booze.
And don't forget your shoes, ahuh, don't forget your shoes
Can't wait to see the views, ahuh, can't wait to see the views!
by AngieBaby161
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Here's another diddy, all WGIGers should read
Current voting ends soon, have you done your deed?
Just 3 more days till we finally know the one
On which cruise we all will be having loads of fun
Laughter, Fun & Sun, will be had each and every day
That is we are all about, it's the WGIGer's cruising way
The third week in February of 2007
Will seem like we have gone to heaven
So keep checking the sites, WGIGer's know the one
Make your final vote, and then we will be done.
by AngieBaby161
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My mustard has a first name; it's H-O-N-E-Y.
My mustard has a second name; it's D-I-J-0-N.
Oh, I love to eat it every day, and if you ask me why,
I'll say, cause Honey-Dijon has a way with M-U-S-T-A-R-D.
2nd verse:
Hots dogs, hot dogs with mustard,
what kind of kids eat hot dogs with mustard?
Short kids, tall kids, kids who slide on ice,
Tough kids, sissy kids, even kids who play with dice
love hot dots, hots dogs with mustard,
The dogs kids like to eat.
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2nd verse, 2nd try:
Mustard, mustard with hot dogs,
what kind of kids eat mustard with hot dogs?
Short kids, tall kids, kids who slide on ice,
Tough kids, sissy kids, even kids who play with dice
love mustard, mustard with hot dogs,
The mustard kids like to eat.
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by Cinders55
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Since you asked nicely, and sweet as honey,
Stow me in a sweater, and I'll be quite sunny.
Men are easy to please, it's known far and wide,
Shove me in a shirt and I'll be satisfied.
A clothing bill, our wallet, shouldn't dent.
Place me in a pair of pants, and I'll be pleasant,
Clothes make the man, we all know the drill
Tog me with a tux, and I'll react with thrill.
However, clothes shouldn't make us look ridiculous,
Put me in pantaloons, and I'll act precocious,
Don't make us wear what makes us weak,
Bedeck me in bloomers, and I'll be bleak
I hate to think that something I buy will go to waste,
Leave me in lederhosen, and I'll look long-faced.
If you are into sadism, and are truly ruthless,
Shoehorn me into spandex, and there will be sickness.
by SilverG
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We do what we think we mustard
I'll fight about clothes, long and hard.
Go ahead, say I'm pickley,
we'll argue all day, and quite trickily.
Miss a post, and you'll find
you'll have to catsup, or get left behind.
However, lettuce not argue about clothes
We'll find better things to discuss than ugly hose.
Take all we post with a grain of salt,
You never know when you might be at fault.
For things annoying we make no excuse,
Chair hogs will get peppered with abuse.
For those who you get it, hooray!
Otherwise, please, be on your way.
by SilverG
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SilverG has come back
His words do not lack,
We'll not agrue of clothes
Or ugly old hose.
For through his quick wit
We learned pantaloons put him in a snit.
Of spandex he speaks
And bloomers make him all bleak.
We get what you say,
So for us a hooray!
A tux he will wear
And we can all stare,
He'll be the man,
In his tux with a tan.
Now with this thought in mind
Won't you please be so kind,
A cruise with us you must book
So we can all have a look!
by SomeBeach
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APRIL 1, 2006 - ALARMING!
An outbreak on the MOS has officers afflicted
Considering the calendar, we could be being trick-ted
We lost our senior officers, and Rob is missing too
Is it proper to alarm? What's a junior staff to do?
But the situation's dire - it's at least a Code Red
So I call Bravo, Bravo, Bravo for the Bartender instead.
by Singlmom
Gene’s Jeans
A cruiser named Gene went a –cruising
He thought he’d be eatin’ and schmoozin’
He walked in with his jeans
To a chorus of screams
So much for Gene’s dreams of cruise boozin’!
His tablemates were all mortified.
"To the dress code we all must abide!
No jeans are allowed
Among this high class crowd
After all, we do have our pride!"
“How dare you destroy our dinner
By wearing denim, you sinner?
Such a horrible thing,
And what’s worse, with no bling!
This dining room’s only for winners!”
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They said, “Where is your tux, you ninny?”
After giving his jeans some more scrutiny,
The captain was called.
He ran over, appalled
And cried, “What is this, a mutiny?”
“To the brig!” he shouted out loud
To the whistles and cheers of the crowd.
Poor Gene was then jailed
As the cruise liner sailed.
“That’ll teach him!” the crowd loudly vowed.
The story of Gene’s Jeans is still told
To all cruisers, those new and old
While the dress code’s “suggested”
You’d better be dressed…ded
To the nines, or you’ll end up in the hold!
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LeeAnne
What is that leaning over the bow of the ship? Good gracious, it's Lt-HR, standing on her tippy-toes with the wind blowing her hair backwards like the Princess Cruise Lines logo and she's singing something, but it's so windy it's hard to hear what it is......moving closer..........and finally, over the splashing of the waves we hear a lovely A cappella voice drifting seaward:
Don't cry today SC Micki,
Sometimes you must work, not play.
Don't cry today SC Micki,
Your crew will be back soon I say.
Don't cry today SC Micki,
Poupon is the only thing that should be gray.
Don't cry today SC Micki,
Fun and laughter are not far away.
And suddenly Lt-HR senses someone behind her and turns..... "okay, it's not my best effort, but hey, I never said I could sing - AND, I didn't think anyone was around!"
Toiling like a demon at the DOJ
Pushing lots of paper, really slaving away
Only Word and Excel on my screen all day
When all the crew at MOS decided to play.
Someone used the B-word inappropriately
A drill ensued that looked like a pajama party
Fire gear malfunctioned and Angie couldn’t see
And why is there spaghetti on the sleepy SC?
Now all is calm, thank goodness, all this chaos won’t do
Especially when some of us can’t Pee Eff Double-Yew
I’m stuck at work in envy of your fun with this miscue
And ask please no B-drills Captain, until I can play too!
Singlmom - Kim
Haven’t seen Wrona since the MOS cruise
Leaving us lawyer-less and singing the blues.
SC’s in Arizona - in the pool and the sun
Somehow the MOS just isn’t as fun.
Captain’s working long days but staying in touch
Reassuring the crew that he misses us much.
The cannon’s being “tested” weekly by E-CCO
While Randy and Kathy bask in the national championship glow.
Bonnie’s yelling the ‘NEKKID’ alarm in the middle of the night
Poor Tom’s runnin’ ragged, it’s quite a funny sight.
Carmen’s leaving the river for her first ocean cruise,
And Nauti’s coordinating DD’s wedding in mustard-hues.
Kim’s loving her busy workdays as she PFW’s
And Lt-HR is finally free from those high-heel shoes.
Glenn’s checking passports to promote world peace
And RPCindy throws caution to the wind with her hiccup relief.
While Trish warily introduces her “new friend” & hopes we behave
Laurent drops in with his own version of “the wave”.
Chaplain Fran is so busy, it’s that time of year
Even as a novice cruiser, Lori still makes PORT clear
Allie and PH have left us craving foo-foos,
Leaving EJ to stir up trou….I mean drinks for ‘you-know-who’.
Steph’s whipping-up exotic dishes and snacks
With the neatest equipment from TPO, there’s nothing we lack.
Life on the MOS is different these days,
And we miss those who are absent
Each and everyone.
But it’s sure nice to find us afloat having fun.
Cinders55
A challenge's been made for poetry wit
Cindy & Kim were mentioned leaving me in a fit
Where was my name I wondered aloud
SC noticed I'd gotten lost in the crowd
So this is a reminder of my rhyming bit
Cindy's ditty was witty and fun
Naming us all, each and everyone
I'm off to work on the contest
Then we'll see who is the best
And this little ditty is now done
AngieBaby161
A poetry team of just Kim, Ang and Cin?
I think our whole MOS crew should join in!
So many among us are clever and witty,
And able to author a prize-winning ditty.
Not me, not today, nope, my writing's all wrong,
I write "whereas" and "hereto" all frickin day long.
Notwithstanding the contest, I'll just let this slip,
I'm so glad creativity's here on our ship!
Kim
The Mustard of the Sea
There once was a ship that was yellow,
It was Captained by a very good fellow,
The crew was the best in the fleet,
They had the best food to eat.
They partied with a chocolate slide,
Their bodies they did not hide,
Some flew off the deck,
Yelling “oh no, what the heck”.
So, if you need a good cruise,
The MOS you can certainly use,
We relish your posts to us,
Your stay guaranteed “no fuss”.
Ketsup to us if you can,
30,000 posts as it stands,
Who is the next poster to be
To join the Mustard of the Sea.
by Cruzinnluvinit - Linda