Terry, Jeff, Colin and Bob

Terry, Jeff, Colin and Bob went to sea in a rancid boat.
They took some jerky and plenty of Bud,
all wrapped in a t-shirt (covered in mud.)

Colin looked over to Bob on his left,
as they nodded then bellowed an ode to Terry ‘n’ Jeff.

“O’ Terry and Jeff, Teff and Jerry, what wonderful friends you are,
you are, you are, you are.”

Then Terry looked at Jeff and Jeff looked at Terry,
before both of them sicked-up on Bob’s shoes.
Yes both of them sicked-up on Bob’s shoes, his shoes.
Yes both of them sicked-up on Bob’s shoes.


Another week another slice of Friday Flash Fiction over at Rochelle’s blog. This week I bring you this piece of randomness based purely on the fact that the Owl and the Pussycat jumped straight into my brain-box when I saw the photo.

I can but apologise to what I have done to that wonderful nonsense poem.

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57 thoughts on “Terry, Jeff, Colin and Bob

    1. It didn’t quite reach the flow I’d have liked, the 100 words being a much bigger restriction to poems than stories it would seem!

  1. I expect Bob was over the moon at the outcome of that little adventure. 😦 I think it leaves a little to be desired when compared with the original, but nevertheless an ingenious idea.

  2. Very amusing, I love how you immediately thought of the owl and the pussy cat, it didn’t even occur to be when I saw the picture. It’s wonderful how different the inspiration is that people can draw from these prompts.

  3. Dear Peter,
    Your first four lines were sheer poetry. I’d encourage you to rework the rest to iron out the jolts because I think you have a spin-off worth completing and sharing with the world. Good, creative work.

    All my best,
    Marie Gail

      1. But don’t give up, Peter. Rhymed and metered poetry can be challenging but rewarding. I’ve never read a good sonnet that was crafted in less than an hour. These things take a bit of work, but the reward is worth it. 🙂

        MG

      1. I memorized “The Owl and the Pussycat” when I was about five, and it’s still one of my favorite poems. I used to recite it to the students in my high school English classes. They thought I was crazy, but so what?

  4. I think Edward Lear would get a kick out of your piece as I did. He would probably respond
    Said the owl to the pussycat
    Keep Bob out of our boat
    His sick is peagreen the colour of our boat
    let Colin and Bob suffer in their rancid boat
    while Terrry and Jeff clean up by the light of the moon.

    And you’re right – it isn’t easy.

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