Fargo yelled through the timbers, "I am alive and well!"
"I'm here!, I'm here! But I'm still crazy as hell".
She may have died or fell off the planet, that Fargo, they said.It seems she disappeared, perhaps went looking for her street cred.
But all that is far from the truth
It was winter, cold, and she got stuck in Duluth.
The wind caught her sails and tossed her about
The Great Lakes, dangerous, she hung on for dear life, thank God she's stout.
The ride was rough and the seas were scary
She hitched a ride as contraband cargo with a Pirate named Larry.
They drank rum and ventured into the dark mist-which proved really scary.
Ahoy! She awoke from that fateful storm, walked the plank, and fell with the help of gravity.
Awakened, she realized it was just another drive through the pothole filled Fargo highway
And not actually a ship caught in the sea of dismay
She was not a stowaway on a pirate ship
No sails, no rum, no sword on her hip.
"Bugger," she thought as she poured a cup of JOE.
An adventure was lost like the spring and summer 2014 will never know.
Alas, the shenanigans must begin
This is true. It must. But when?
I have posts.
I have reviews.
They will arrive.
Just like the Easter Bunny ( who was not disguised as a pirate).
I was very blessed and overwhelmed this Easter celebration.