Posted in Uncategorized by bowsprite on 2011/02/21

goodbye, Joe, me gotta go, me oh my oh!
me gotta go pole the pirogue down the bayou…

Under the cover of darkness, she sails under the Verrazano-Narrows bridge, heading south. What what was such a behemoth carrying? our upriver correspondent caught her boatload few hours earlier (thank you, Jeff)! Another hefty load here.

jambalaya, crawfish pie and fillet gumbo,
cause tonight I’m gonna see my machez amio

The ship is Dutch. Hm, jenever-infused crawfish, anyone? herring-gulf oyster po’boy?  cajun edam ‘cheesecake’ soufflé?  alligator nasi goreng (indonesian fried rice)? mmm!

Oops! they turned east. If they did a 180°, they could make it for mardi gras!

Don’t know the song? ah, but he’s the king!!!

pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-oh
son of a gun, we’ll have big fun down on the bayou!