On the ship...La-...lique, huh, Pop,
stunning pie-...ces...ev’ry femme ‘n’ fop
would kill to own...:
glass from “lost wax” molds, not glass bottles
blown.
On the good...ship...Mali, Pop...
though they're land-...lock'd..., Mali folks "land hop"
from Gao to Bla…
where they chug Castel, not Stella Artois.
On the good...ship...Molly, Pop...
Mrs. Bloom...cries..., "Yes I will don't stop!"
Her Poldy knows...
she's the star of Joyce's novel's big close.
On the ship...Mul-...lally, Pop...
On the ship...Ne-...pali, Pop...
On the good...ship...Ollie, Pop...
he and Stan...tweak...funny bones full stop.
Their bowler hats...
soar as each one takes those falls known as 'prats.'
On the good...ship...Polly, Pop...
Sawyer's Aunt...whom...Tom would never swap.
She loves Huck, too...:
Polly hugs young Finn right out of the blue.
On the good...ship...Quale, Pop,
hallmarks rule..., while...things themselves we drop.
Is zest a thing…?
Yes – and sep’rate from its Buffalo wing.
On the good...ship...Raleigh, Pop,
Addicts har-...vest...Big Tobacco’s crop.
Thick blackened tongues...
bloat as cancer eats through tummies and lungs.
On the good...ship...Solly, Pop,
saying “Sor-...ry!”..., ‘r’s for ‘l’s they swap.
Who does such stuff…?
Asians do. They make intelligence tough.
On the ship...So-...mali, Pop...
On the ship...Swen-...gali, Pop,
feckless ar-...tists...tend to come a-cropp.-
Headlong each
falls...
and the depths
he sinks to always appalls.
On the ship...Ta-...male, Pop,
it's a hot...trip...to the taco shop.
Cholula Sauce...
let's you gringos know exactly who's boss.
On the good...ship...Thali, Pop,
flavors – six! –...chefs...on your platter drop
From sweet, salt, spice…
through bitter, sour, astringent: Nepalese nice!
On the good...ship...Trolley, Pop...
Hear the "clang...clang"! Hear the wheels "plop, plop"!
"The Trolley Song"...
Garland sings; the chorus travels along.
U
On the good...ship...Valli, Pop,
Harry Lime’s quip is quite hard to top.
But still he’s vile,
even if his jest elicits a smile.
On the good...ship...Volley, Pop,
serve and vol-...ley...EVE and WALL-E swap
like tennis pros...
(In some nonsense verses, anything goes.)
On the good...ship...Wally, Pop...
X
On the good...ship...“Y’all Leap!” Pop,
as my count-...down...adumbrates yall’s hop,
I lose my place...
(Is it time to end this caucusless race…?)
Z