I told him back in Singapore, He should leave the dog ashore, If'n it was up to me, We'd leave that doggy in the sea.
He chased my cat right up the mast And ate my hat night-before-last. Then this morning as the sun come up, He tinkled in my coffee cup.
I kicked him right on his hairy bum, Yelpin' and yeowlin' off he did run, From fore to aft and o'er the side, I say good riddance to his sorry hide.
But the cap'n wants him back So that's so that's the way it has to be, That's why I'm out here rowin' through the fog, Searchin' the ocean for an old sea dog.
David has been cast a way..... Out to sea, what can I say! He wanted to get his very best shot! But where's the shore? He has forgot! His camera was taken by an albatross And the waves are high and up he is tossed!
I went and took a nice long look and what did I see when I glanced at the sea? In a sinking boat, barely afloat, a scurvy sailor who was more of a bailer.
Have a rum
ReplyDeleteTo settle the tum,
And note the nog
In the Captain’s log
Woof, woof!
ReplyDeleteI told him back in Singapore,
ReplyDeleteHe should leave the dog ashore,
If'n it was up to me,
We'd leave that doggy in the sea.
He chased my cat right up the mast
And ate my hat night-before-last.
Then this morning as the sun come up,
He tinkled in my coffee cup.
I kicked him right on his hairy bum,
Yelpin' and yeowlin' off he did run,
From fore to aft and o'er the side,
I say good riddance to his sorry hide.
But the cap'n wants him back
So that's so that's the way it has to be,
That's why I'm out here rowin' through the fog,
Searchin' the ocean for an old sea dog.
free verse, often terse
ReplyDeletequiet night
fog
hiding the captain
not well enough
David has been cast a way.....
ReplyDeleteOut to sea, what can I say!
He wanted to get his very best shot!
But where's the shore? He has forgot!
His camera was taken by an albatross
And the waves are high and up he is tossed!
Captain Foy
ReplyDeleteIs an oversize boy
What gives him joy
Is a stuffed dog toy
We tried to give him a rubber duck
Also tried a firetruck
He wanted a dog, he was stuck
We couldn't find one, just our luck
I went and took
ReplyDeletea nice long look
and what did I see
when I glanced at the sea?
In a sinking boat,
barely afloat,
a scurvy sailor
who was more of a bailer.