Yesterday, we took a very memorable 4-hour whale watching cruise out of Sydney Harbour. We made sure to have a nice big breakfast before boarding at 9am. It was a bright, sunny day but windy, so the sea was very choppy.We saw a few pods of Humpback whales on their way north to their breeding grounds in Northern Australia.
That was nice enough but the memorable part was the puking, vomiting and non-stop barfing.
We barfed at noon
We barfed at the moon
We barfed into bags
We barfed into rags
We barfed overboard
We barfed and cried "Oh Lord!"
We barfed our lunch
We barfed a bunch
We barfed on our shoes
We barfed in ones and twos
We barfed on the floor
Then barfed some more
We barfed on the crew
We barfed in the loo
We barfed in the gift shop
The barfing was non-stop
We barfed on plush toys
We barfed on a little boy
We barfed like yanks
We barfed and didn't say thanks
We barfed on the French
We barfed such a stench
We barfed on some kiwis --
Something like green seaweed --
We barfed on the English
But the barfing wasn't finished
We even barfed on the Finnish!
We barfed into the ocean
Barfing with every motion
Yes, we barfed a ton
And we weren't the only ones
Barfing sounds wasteful but still:
The whales ate it up like krill
Whale watching is best seen on DVD.
