Standard Posted by Aidan Bodeo-Lomicky Posted on April 6, 2012 Posted under Poem Comments 2 Comments Pip A fisherman’s name was Pip. He owned a beautiful ship. He wasn’t illegal, He caught nary a seagull. Until today. Oh Pip. Advertisements Share this:TwitterFacebookGoogleEmailLike this:Like Loading... Related fishermanfunnylimerickPippoemseagulltravelvacationVaquita Post navigation ← Ellen Science project → 2 thoughts on “Pip” Reblogged this on Catholic Glasses and commented: Cute poem! Happy Easter LikeLike Reply Thanks! LikeLike Reply Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google+ account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email.