The Ballad of Mike & Debbie
Just sit right back and you'll hear a tale, a tale of a fateful trip.
That started from a desert port, from a tiny air strip.
The pilot was a Company man, and an Air Force Major.
Just, one, passenger was on his flight, for a three hour tour.
A three hour tour.
The plane, went out of control, the pilot could not correct.
The radio was broken, so they both had to eject.
They both had to eject.
They swam away from the wreckage, to the shore of a desert isle.
And camped out on the island, in primitive native style.
The pilot's name was Michael, his passenger Debbie.
There on the island, they'd only each other for company.
Each other for company...
Mike knew his friends would find them... it was only a matter of time.
St. John, Jo, and Airwolf, could not be far behind.
Could not be far behind.
They'd know he was missing, when he missed the morning meet.
They'd use Airwolf to track him, by his watch's locator beep.
His watch's locator beep.
Airwolf arrived next afternoon, landed on the isle.
Rescued Mike and Debbie, and flew back home in style.
And, flew, back, home, in, style!
This poem is sung/spoken to the "Gilligan's Island Theme". It appears in my AIRWOLF II saga story, Chapter 1.