Scrod

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There once was a young lady Gourmet
   Heard that "Scrod" was a dish to be tried -
A fish (to be found in New Orleans)
   With a platter of crabs on the side.

So off on the ole British Airways
   With drinkies or two on the flight
A change in New York, then off down the coast
   Arriving with dawn's early light.

She hailed a meandering taxi
   And asked if the cabbie knew where
She could get "Scrod" as she fancied a bit
   And the driver looked back at his Fare

"Well Goddamit" he said to our lady
   "And I hope that you won't take offence
I've been asked many times but never before
   Was it put in the Past Perfect Tense".

    - Kelvin

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KOLKOREKOLKOREalmost 16 years ago
Across the pond and into the swamp...

I hope that afterwards they went to a good sea food restaurant were they could scrod - all over again...

LeBrozLeBrozalmost 16 years ago
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