This poem was created by using all the words on the church flyer by re-arranging them.

Abstract from the church flyer.

We feel weak. The ship lurches. We will come, work ship, and serve ale with ice. We have more than nine to visit or ease your mind. You can reach for Eve for a speck of ale and a jar of honey. Remember, she sings. I guess I’m broke. We’re loud but good, all night. Andy won a night. Was he loud? Sam is 89. He’s a chum. One day he lent Patrick some. Come pay raise he reached out with thanks. Pat gives a loud kids cry. An ounce meant three to be paid back. Work ship. Play music. The Kid is at lunch. He missed his time. Congressman Greg saw a spray on the reef. Election time read 624, they assured him 625 for his friend. The compass turned. He ate in minutes. He grew tired of gritting his teeth so he rung his neck. It’s a mess. Aged Sam must be put on ice. It was June of the year. Checks are missed this time. Sir Mon Lord is best kept on till the women gain weight. The election closed at 615 by a nose. The present is tense. Tom might bet 6 pompoms on the babbling student in the winter port shop. Pat vanished on the house. Justice was in the aft. Tears, infidelity ends. Joy stayed with the fellows on ship for two days. 6 pompoms lost. Some say cool. Meet the fellows on ship. In the fall there will be a Wedding day. 5 pompoms bet on the choir. Practically 6 pompoms were bet by the dribbling students. Fry daddy at 3:30. Pam did cry at the game, sat under daddy, Tammy, and Alice. The ship lurches. May I have a word with you in the morn? Nine wrenched toes lunge at nine dirty boys. The rhyming tarts were blinking about some thing in damp hiding. Do make a wreck of Eve this hour, arched and on a date. When donuts slant your mission other than a king for a mate, a lion to become a king, Remember to charge. Bored? Remember. We have chores to do, men to bury, women for sex. The fellows on ship dine her, win, sin, pay, drool, and teach her. Meet the king. Wednesday is fair. Serve ale with ice. William is beat. Hello, it’s worth it with the mess, timid, funny, an evening of kidding. He’s took, spellbound by a ring. Come king let us be together. It has been a busy week. Gladiators, you’ve chosen, compete. Hello chum, growl. Would you Yodel? Feeling guilty? Good, truth is less. That youth of heart, Todd, says Hank is a comedy, sings. Ray wrecks the guests, raises a man. Ongoing and the king, heaves all at the ledges. Supper is at the port, peaches and players. Laurie worries, counts the raisins and tea. Loud, Tin Bear Andy, raises, reaches for Hank who gives up.

In Rhyme form

The words are tangled, the thoughts unclear,

A jumble of phrases that we cannot adhere,

A ship lurches, weak we feel,

As we work and serve, the ale with ice we deal.

The ship heaves, we feel weak,

But we’ll come, work ship, and serve ale with ice,

Nine to visit, more than we seek,

Ease your mind, reach for Eve, she sings so nice.

Nine to visit, more to ease the mind,

Eve with ale and honey, a song to find,

Andy won a night, was he loud?

Sam is 89, a chum, strong and proud.

Andy won a night, was he loud?

Sam’s a chum, lent Patrick some,

Pay raise reached out, thanks endowed,

Loud kids cry, an ounce meant three to come.

Congressman Greg saw a spray on the reef,

Election time read 624, a promise to keep,

The compass turned, and he ate in minutes,

Gritting his teeth, his neck rung in limits.

Work the ship, play music, the Kid missed his time,

Congressman Greg saw a spray on the reef,

Election time read 624, assured 625 for his friend, so fine,

Compass turned, and he ate in minutes, gritted teeth.

Aged Sam must be put on ice,

Checks missed this time, a sacrifice,

The present is tense, a wedding in the fall,

Pompoms bet on the choir, a dribbling call.

Aged Sam must be put on ice,

The election closed at 615 by a nose, the present is tense, a sacrifice,

Checks missed this time, Sir Mon Lord kept till women gain weight,

Tom might bet 6 pompoms on the babbling student, tempting fate.

Fry daddy at 3:30, Pam did cry,

The ship lurches, may we have a word in the morn by and by,

Rhyming tarts blinking in damp hiding,

Eve to wreck, arched, and on a date biding.

Justice in the aft, tears, infidelity ends,

Joy with fellows on the ship for two days,

Cool or not, meet the crew, make new friends,

In the fall, Wedding day, 5 pompoms bet on the choir, in many ways.

Fry daddy at 3:30, Pam did cry at the game,

Ship lurches, word to have in the morn,

Rhyming tarts blink, hiding damp shame,

Wreck of Eve this hour, arched and on a date, new dawn.

Remember to charge, other than a king for a mate,

A lion to become a king, don’t be late,

We have chores to do, men to bury, women for sex,

Fellows on the ship, dine, win, sin, pay, and teach, no vex.

When donuts slant mission, remember the king,

Lion to become king, charge and stay alert,

Chores to do, men to bury, women for sex, everything,

Fellows on ship dine, win, sin, pay, drool, teach, and flirt.

Gladiators compete, the king heaves at the ledges,

Supper at the port, peaches and players with edges,

Laurie worries, counts the raisins and tea,

Tin Bear Andy raises, Hank gives up, no plea.

Wednesday fair, William beat,

Hello, worth it with the mess, an evening of kidding,

Took and spellbound by a ring, life’s heat,

Come king, let us be together, no kidding.

Supper at the port, peaches, and players,

Laurie worries, counts the raisins and tea,

Loud Tin Bear Andy, reaches for Hank, who gives up, in layers,

The ship lurches, but we’ll serve ale with ice, happily.

Busy week, gladiators compete,

Chum growls, Yodels, truth is less,

Youth in heart, sings, Hank’s comedy is sweet,

Ray raises a man, ongoing, and the king, heaves, and stresses.

The words are tangled, the thoughts unclear,

A jumble of phrases that we cannot adhere,

But amidst the chaos, lies a high price for fun,

A Hell of an adventure, to Hell when life’s done.