The Ship
Here comes my ship,
She roared blissfully,
Steaming in on a golden sea,
But wait they pray, be what may,
Girls don't board ships and it should stay that way
Here comes my ship,
She danced with glee,
Sailing in on a pale blue sea,
Stop! They spray, don't go that way!
Good girls should stay, darling what will your parents say?
Here comes my ship,
She clapped merrily,
Gliding in on a dark green sea,
No chance! They bray,
Girls on ships make husbands stray
Here comes my ship,
She muttered to me,
Shuntering in on a cold purple sea,
For shame they say,
What of your children while you're away?
Here comes my ship,
She sighed miserably,
Spluttering in on a dark churning sea,
They tut, better luck next time ay?
As a man boards the ship for better pay
There goes my ship,
She wept uncontrollably,
As it sank below a black boiling sea,
A pity m'love, you did not splay,
For no one said you had to stay
CHARLIE WHITE
Tue 24th Sep 2019 13:59
Thank you Don ?