Twas Two Weeks Until Cruising
Twas two weeks until cruising
and all through the land
Nanaheads were dreaming
of cocktails and warm sand.
Some of the Nannas were packing away,
While poor ol' Mutt was trying
to assign the Question of the Day
Kathy had deck 4 snoozing on her mind
While Cheri, Kim and Shell packed rum, beer and wine
We'd checked in and boarded and pulled out our stash
In preparation for the long-awaited Nana-head bash
When out on the deck there arose such a party
All heads were a-turning to see bananas a-coming?
People were running and screaming in fear,
when the momma banana with a whip did appear
The Nanas weren't fearful when Mom came into view
She yelled "EVERYONE! PORT SIDE! SO OKIE CAN SEE YOU!"
The twins from NC with their families in tow
Knew the Nanahead party was not far to go
Cheri should have trained harder
to get us where we were going
20 miles from St Thomas
she got tired of rowing
Mutt stared at Treys bottom
with envious glances
His fears were well founded
as Trey accepted the advances
Kim was such a nice girl
They all said she was sweet
all it took to corrupt her
was the nanahead meet
The sisterhood claimed her
her reputation in tatters
she cried out in defiance
"Full Frontal Nanity!--thats what REALLY MATTERS!"
The ship was top heavy, that was the news
The only solution was to ditch some of Christine's shoes
No motorcycles allowed Rick was told
So off to the dog house he did go