the ship

The Ship
by Pieter Jan Sanders
(Aged 13 at the time of writing)

The sky was as black as black can be,
the ship was tossed on a stormy sea,
the waves, they crashed against the rocks,
whilst the sailors cursed and washed their socks.

The ship did roll, the spray did fly,
the captain got some in his eye,
and each man was certain that he would die,
as he hung out his socks and left them to dry.

Then the ship it struck the rocks!
Then it began to sink!
The sailors died without their socks,
with their pants in a bowl in the sink.

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Welcome to Silly Poems, Pieter - keep 'em coming!
Andy.