The ship stopped at the Fernando de Noronha archipelago. Characterized by jagged cliffs and a diversity of ecosystems, it has been designated a UNESCO Word Heritage Site and is a protected national marine park. At breakfast on the ship while waiting to disembark, an Aussie walked by Laetitia’s table and said, “There once was a girl from Noronha.” “There, I’ve given you the first line, why don’t you write the rest?” Laetitia complied.

There once was a girl from Noronha
Who rejected a lad from Estonia
His sweet words and sweet grin
She viewed as akin
To the sausage they make in Bologna.

The ship stopped at Puerto Madryn in Patagonia (Argentina) and the sightseeing excursion included afternoon tea and Welsh choir singing.  Welsh emigrants settled in the area in 1865 and after initial hardships became successful irrigation farmers.  The Welsh tea inspired the limerick.

At Gaiman, near Puerto Madryn
To a teahouse we were ushered in
For Welsh cakes and scones
And a choir’s dulcet tones
A fine afternoon we’d do again.