A Three Hour Cruise

YANGTSE RIVER













Just sit right back and you'll hear a tale,
a tale of a fateful trip.
That started from a Chinese port,
aboard a tiny ship.





Brett was a queasy sailing man,
Nonie brave but not so sure.
205 passengers set sail that day,
for an eighty- three hour tour.
An eighty- three hour tour.

The weather started getting hot,
the tiny ship was roasty.
If not for the expensive lounge beer ,
the Cornell’s would be toasty,
the Cornell’s would be toasty.





The ship took ground on the edge of this
large and massive dam,
with Chinese, and some Danes too,
A German, and his frau,
Two German babes,
Whose names we can’t remember,
here at the Three Gorges Dam.









So this is the tale of our cruise,
we're here for a long, long time.
We'll have to make the best of things;
the five locks are an uphill climb.











The first excursion was a temple
but so unlike the rest.
It was dedicated to ghosts and devils
but the statues were the best.








Excursion 2 left us up a creek,
each Chinese had an oar.
Watching them paddle
made our muscles sore.





So join us here each week, my friend,
and read about our trip.
There will be more adventures,
once we get off this DAM ship