The Bermuda Triangle remains a mysterious place. Many people have tried to study the Bermuda Triangle and even more have tried to avoid it. While curiosity drives one, fear controls the other.
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The Bermuda Triangle
A piece of paradise remained unclaimed
When the world was young
Not too hot, not too cold
Just north of the equator
The devil said, I want that triangle
It will make a wonderful hell
Right near your Caribbean paradise
A fine spot for me to dwell
The hot winds off the
Sahara
Will supply heat for hurricanes
Continental drift will give me volcanoes
The Gulf Stream will give directions
And I will provide the deceptions
The Fight
The God of good and the master of deception
Had a fight about that leftover delight
The devil saw that he could not win
But, being no stranger to a good fight
He knew what to do when things were not right
Keep that wretched patch of water Allah, he said
Keep the whole damned Caribbean
I will visit and make hell quite clear
For those sea faring folk who blunder near
If I can’t have my wishes
I’ll feed your people to the fishes
Please tell your flock to stay clear
For, I’ll have no mercy, my dear.
The Texan
A Texan named George on a political junket
Sailed the Ship of State
I’ll come to the Caribbean he declared
To fight evil and hate
Into the devils face he sailed
Some political rats paled
But George prevailed
And he took the good ship U.S.A.
Into Guantanamo bay
The devil spun the ship around a time or two
Pitched it, yawed it, and heaved it about
More rats scurried out
But George stayed the course
Much to the world’s remorse
A new captain manned the hapless barque
Brave, brash, unlearned and undaunted
In many directions he departed
Got a peace metal before he even started
He embarked to make his mark
I’ll take it to the heartland of the U.S.A.
Chicago style politics will rule the day
I’ll make the world my place to play
I'll Follow You
But the devil declared, I’ll follow there
And strew your land with airplanes
Also, bits of your remains
And with a roll of thunder
He split the sails asunder
On a desert island he placed the merry crew
Oh Ho! He shouted
With you on this wafer, hell will be safer
This looks very much like Iraqi
There he placed George, Nancy and Barack
Magic Vase
The lanky captain found a magic vase
He rubbed it in delight, with all his might
The devil sprang out and politely smiled
Three wishes only and don’t get wild
Without his teleprompter, the captain replied
Send me home with my wife and family
To Kenya with loin cloth and spear, went he
Not by land, not by sea, but directly
George pleaded; Send me to Texas Is all I ask
Now a new long horn steer grazes
With stately dignity and presidential air
And laments, this is not fair
Nancy's Fury
Nancy rebelled and would not be quelled
She banged on Satan’s head with her gavel
I didn’t give them permission to travel
I wish them returned Mister Satan
Or you will really meet the devil
The pair of politicos returned
They had bungled and were disgruntled
Satan had met his match
He dispatched them down the hatch
And trimmed the sails in hast
Lest they escape
I want nothing to do with this crew
This hell was replete and quite neat
Without the malice and discontent
Out of hell they were sent
To D.C. Sent
A hurricane was summoned
And thrust them ever northward
The devil said, D.C. is where they belong
There they can do much wrong
At the gates of hell Satan mused
I have been assaulted and abused
My triangle seems like a haven now
He stood tall and northward shouted
Sail on, my hearty mates
Sail on, and on, and on
O ship of fools
That good ship Lollypop
Hell is a state of mind
Please be so kind
And stay out of mine
And he blew the wind harder
