On Attic Jason's Argo, Abner's off to Angkor Wat.
"I'm so at sea, Ma," argues he. Ma answers, "No, you're not."* (7)
* Is Abner in fact Al Capp's Li'l Abner? Is Ma actually Capp's Mammy Yokum? You decide.
The Black Pearl’s bearing's nor' by east. What's Britney's bourn? Big Ben.
There's been no doubting if she'll dock: the question's been but when. (7+3)
* The familiar Miss Spears or some wannabe? Difficult to determine.
Cole cruises 'board the Caine. His port o' call? Rome’s Colosseum.
Cole credits Christian martyrs. ('Course he'd never choose to be ‘em.) (7+3)
* No one would ever consider Porter the martyr type.
Dawn Treader's Captain Drinian's Dev's former mate -- and mine.
Dev, sailing to the Duomo, dodges Davy Jones's brine. (7)
* Patel reportedly has long harbored a desire to visit Florence.
Ehrlich's Eigenstrasse, on the eve o' World War II,
bears Elsa to the Tour Eiffel with Eve 'n' me...et vous? (7)
* In this version of "The Sea Chase," John Wayne's Ehrlich and Lana Turner's Elsa take a detour to Le Tour.
The Flying
Dutchman ferries Fats to Lloyd Wright's Fallingwater.
His wish? To ferry Frank as well. "F**k! Dad's dead," fumes Frank's daughter. (7+2)
* Domino or Waller? Either could provide wonderful shipboard entertainment.
With Gene 'n' Garfield (not the Goose), the Ghost, with Edward G.
(not Gomer*) drops her gangplank at the Guggenheim: Goll-ee-ee! (7+2)
* Gene Lockhart, John Garfield and Edward G. Robinson (the latter well-known for his art collecting) all shipped aboard the Ghost in Hollywood's "The Sea Wolf." Garfield Goose and Gomer Pyle didn't.
Hergé's aboard the Henrietta, headin' for the Hague.
How many hogsheads holds her hold? Alas, the number's vague. (7+2)
* The vessel which ferries Fogg and company across the Atlantic on the last leg of their storied journey around the world.
If I'd intend to stow away, th'Intrepid I'd ignore.
It's port's the inukshuk at Igloolik. I'll stay on shore. (7+3)
Jenny/Juliet's Balcony
Karaboudjan/Khor
Virap
Lollipop/Leaning
Tower of Pisa
Mary Deare/Machu Pichu
Nautilus/Notre
Dame de Paris
Orca/Old Post Office Pavilion...
Pequod/
Pantheon (Parthenon...
Q-boat/Quansuh
al Guhra
Red
October/Robie House
Sea
Unicorn/Sidney Opera House
Titanic/Taj
Mahal
Ulysses/Urquhart
Castle
Venture/Versailles
We're
Here/Windsor Castle
Xenophon/Xunantunich
Yellow
Submarine/Yaxchilan
Zodiac/Ziggurat
of Ur
PlaysWellWithLetters is a blogorrheal notebook of Nonsense in rhyming metres accompanying often-inconsequential sequencial graphics all issuing from the hands and/or minds of Sgt. N. ("Jim") Smithe-Magee, amateur author/illustrator whose several books are available online from Politics & Prose Bookstore under the nom de charade Ulysses Poe.
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